RADIATE LOVE ā¤ļø
i must now jump back in time to the Christmas of 2019, a little over six years ago which for me was a hugely illuminating, an epiphany, a revelation, one that i have often heard described as a “lightbulb” moment.
Although in truth, for me personally it was far more: a profound metamorphosis that has since infused my being with an indomitable calm and an unspeakable bliss.
The venue of this transformation was my step-sisterās home in Navan, Co. Meath, Ireland, where i was passing the Christmas, also in the graceful company of my step-mother, my dearest Bridie.
The Christmas of that year was a sheer symphony of joy, a veritable feast for the soul. The atmosphere was one of unadulterated warmth and love, punctuated with long and colourful chats with Bridie – sharing tales that filled us both with joy and laughter.
Travelling with the local bus, she with her bus pass, i would accompany her as she needed to the local shopping centre, to help her with the shopping. After the pension was collected from the post office, the shopping done we would finish our outing with a cup o’ tea and a scone at the cafĆ©.
These were hugely beautiful, bonding moments. And this, a task that was not an obligation in any way but truly a delightful dance of service.
It was in the late afternoon of December 29th that I discovered an unexpected gift: a book left for me by Agnieszka who was leasing a room from my step-sister. i had met Agnieszka during my previous visit that summer but on this occasion she had returned home for the Christmas. The book, its title: – “Angel Numbers” by the medium, Kyle Gray.
The book itself gives an angelic message and meaning of each number from 1 to 999 and other number sequences, 11:11, 14:14 etc. It resonated deeply with my own personal experiences that i had been having for some time, being witness to numbers manifesting around me in mysterious synchronicity, they were appearing before me in every each way.
Anyway, didn’t i just simply flick open the book randomly, and by chance it opened on page 301, message number 999. Which read:
“The Divine Mother Mary is supporting you as you return to a sense of wholeness. Welcome home to the heart.”
These, were not merely wordsā the vibration of this passage froze my entire being, i felt it to be a divine whisper, a validation of my inner journey back to wholeness and unity.
The timing, the precision, the symbiosis of intention and receiptāall pointed to something far greater than mere coincidence.
Upon reflection, i deeply feel that such moments remind us that life is not governed solely by any haphazard randomness but by an intelligent design, a divine order that speaks in ways both subtle and profound.
The key then is to recognize these signs when they appearāand to act upon them with courageous trust and faith.
‘Welcome home to the heart,’ pointing me to love in its purest form, ‘agape’ love, free from ego or conditioning which has the highest and purest vibration of all.
I would like to share with you a poem i wrote, a dedication to my dearest Bridie, who returned home on the 4th October 2024.
A pure and true angel who, unselfishly radiated loveā¤ļø.
Bridie
only seven, eldest of three
begot in violence, unable to flee
mother left home, father all alone
an orphanage, to set the tone
your angel within, you took us in
with your five, we fitted in
small in stature, big in nature
rich in love, pure as a dove
years pass, spring buds blossom and bloom
you saved, reared,
nourished, comforted,
loved us as your own
till we meet again on the other sideā¦
night, night my dearest Bridie
i love you dearly
night, night!
Speaking about recurring numbers, fascinatingly, even synchronistically, some 37 days after my receipt of that divine whisper, i was reunited with my mother at her funeral in the North of Wales, after almost fifty-four years. (i was living in house no. 54 at the time) My mother’s birth numerology is 37, my father, her husband, was born in year ’37.
My mother’s funeral itself was on the 35th day of the year and it was at 35, Ballygall Parade where Bridie took us in and reared us… we in 3 and her own 5… we were in all, 3 girls and 5 boys and so it continues ‘cosƬ.’