"When
I am dead, cry for me a little,
think of me sometimes, but not too much.
It is not good for you or your loved ones
or your children to allow your
thoughts to dwell too long on the dead.
Think of me now and again as I was in life.
At some moment it is pleasant to recall-
but not for long.
Leave me in peace- and I shall leave you to in peace.
While you live, let your thoughts be with the living."
Author unknown
source American Indian prayer
And if I go
while you're still here...
Know that I live on,
vibrating to a different measure -
behind a veil you cannot see through.
You will not see me,
so you must have faith.
I wait for a time when we can soar together again,
both aware of each other.
Until then, live your life to its fullest, and when you need me,
Just whisper my name in your heart...
I will be there.
Poem by Colleen Hitchcock
Christmas at the
Rainbow Bridge
As the midnight hour approaches on Christmas Eve, a
tremendous celebration begins.
If you listen closely you
will hear the exuberant sound of Bridgekids preparing for the remarkable moment
that comes but once a year.
Puppies romp through
the tall green grass, chasing butterflies and rolling over and over until fits
of giggles bring them to a tumbling stop.
The volume increases as
kittens, cats, tigers and lions purr in pure delight while the wings of snow
white doves gently caress the air.
The babbling brook that runs beneath Rainbow Bridge overflows onto the
edge of mossy banks and fins of treasured aquatic life quiver in anticipation of
this most joyous event.
Nestled in the midst of this
happy choir of Bridgekids are the littlest angel tots staring in awe at the
majestic Christmas tree adorned with flowing strands of angel hair.
Effervescent, twinkling stars
seesaw elegantly from the sky and land in glorious harmony upon the stoic
limbs of Heaven's most perfect Christmas tree.
Swaying to and
fro in nearby rocking chairs are grandmothers, grandfathers, parents, aunts,
uncles and loved ones.
The sound of their
whispered lullabies permeate the air as they sing to tiny angel babies resting
quietly in their arms.
Like magic the clock approaches midnight and a great stirring is
heard in the distance.
Each Bridgekids stops and
listens, knowing the time is near, and they choose a fleecy cloud on which to
snuggle. The roar of purrs drops to barely an audible hum, the babbling brook
ripples hypnotically and the flutter of downy feathered wings fall silent.
Heaven's spirited toddlers climb expectantly upon the laps of angels while
babies coo in tranquil unison.
Amidst the warm glow of candle light which rises from the earth below,
the arms of the Bridge Keeper envelop the heavens and into the precious
hands of each child and in front of each animal a holy gift is placed. With
grand exuberance the ribbons are removed and left to fly on a tender breeze
where they dissolve into showers of angel dust. As the golden lids of these
heavenly gifts are raised, an amazing aura fills the sky, reaching down to the
very core of the earth.
Ascending from each and every box is the greatest gift of all: unending,
unconditional, all-encompassing love. This blessed love gently wraps itself
around the cherished souls of heaven, warming their hearts with beacons of
radiant light and bringing forth from angels an exquisite chorus.
As the clock strikes midnight the distance between heaven and earth is
vanished.
It is at this very moment on
Christmas Eve that the Bridge Keeper, His children, angels and Bridgekids send a
message to their earthly loved ones on the wings of this unbridled love.
Listening carefully with an open heart we will hear the familiar voice of
our own angel whisper softly into our ear their Christmas message...
"Let me share with you
this love of mine, always and forever. When you need me know that I am here. I
have not left you for I am in your heart where I belong. Our love is
eternal as is the brilliant glow of candlelight, which illuminates the path to
the heavens and Rainbow Bridge. I wait patiently as do you for our inevitable
and glorious reunion. I love you, I love you, I love you."
The author of this piece is
Terri Onorato
http://www.angelbluemist.com/christmas.html
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