I’ve been graced with solace from time to time and am eager to know my readers’ stories too. I’m going to use this as a drawing opportunity for members of Ethereal (please note your participation below) but my intention is to share this discussion with everybody. If this topic resonates with you, link a write-up in response to my post, or elaborate in the comment box here.
Can you think of a time when literature, film, or any event you encountered by chance; brought you solace when you needed it? Enlightened your life?
Twice, a book I’d never heard of lifted me up from despair on the two occasions our family cat passed away. To us, this is the most major circumstance of our lives; no commonplace situation. Along with our parents and feeling like they are our children, our kitties are dear, equal members of our family. Exactly twelve years ago the first died at a good old age. This was nonetheless difficult because Thumbelina was born in our home and by my side from ages 9 to 30! Our family knows animals understand everything we say and are feeling, reasoning individuals. But I had longed all of my life for a way to prove it to others. I searched for pictures of cats with Jesus or any books about meeting them in Heaven. I made a discovery that was more immediate than that.
Somewhere between the subject of spirituality and intuition, a silly title came up that would make nearly anyone scoff. I’ve thought the author should rename it: “Your Psychic Pet“! I looked past the whimsical cover, ordered it, and found the deepest beliefs of my soul spelled out: animals do understand, answer us, and the subject of “animal communication” was nothing new! I’ll leave you to consider my review on that book and will simply say that for the first time since her Earth-shattering departure; my heart had a reason to soar.
In four days, a traumatic date this time faces us on July 31st. In 2014 this child was happy and young. Our dear Love unexpectedly left the physical world, with no sign of anything amiss until shortly before he died. Four years old, as happy as always. It seems to have been a heart defect at birth. After no longer wondering if we could have saved him with a vet, even after understanding this was the outcome no matter how fast we’d reacted; we deal with the grief that someone so happy, strong, and important to us was gone so soon.
My spouse & I browsed garage sales, striving for anything to smile about. There was nothing we needed so I considered one lady’s only two books. If they had mystical content and weren’t romances or sappy general fiction; perhaps I would enjoy them. I dismissed one but the other, “The Wishing Jar“, looked promising. However I couldn’t concentrate on its description because this was a pushy sales-type, who wouldn’t stop chattering! It looked close enough so I paid $2.00 but was irritated after we were in the car. The synopsis indicated a ‘Kodak moment’, “coming of age story” after all! So annoyed was I, every time I saw this book, I thought I’d best read it and be done with it.
Late in the book it becomes a little metaphysical but one part made it count preciously, made all of it worthwhile. A Great-Grandmother wrote in a journal about losing her 1 1/2 year-old sons. She said it killed her, to find herself that amount of time later; a duration that was about to become longer than the sum of time that her sons lived. How wrong and horrible that felt. Well dear readers, that spoke to me in the most personal way it possibly could, with exactitude, because that is one thing I dread. Time going by without someone I love most dearly, surpassing the time when we were physically alive together. I tear up now thinking of this. However, knowing even a fictional book understood, gave me solace.
A popular Canadian series by Gail Bowen, surprised me with highly personalized insight recently. In “Deadly Appearances“, the protagonist spoke of a husband’s random death. She explained that they kept out of trouble, were careful… that this “felt like a metaphysical sneer against cause and effect, from the universe“. If someone is young, well cared for, if you are respectable and God knows how much you cherish your loved-one; they should live a good long time.
The stories sympathized with the shock and unfairness of reasonable security being broken. The animal book addressed the pang over decades of separation, when one species finishes long before it’ll be your turn to see them again on equal ground. All three books lifted me off of the ground in my life. I’d like to hear about relief or joy that presented itself to you, readers! My examples are being lifted from sorrow and if you merely drop by to support the major day July 31 is for me, I’m certainly grateful. However please chime in on the root topic in any manner you relate.
Is there an uncanny story about choosing the person you married, an invaluable friend for life, the inspiration for your career; a hobby or talent you wouldn’t have considered without the book, film, person, or event that sparked it?
In all sincerety, Carolyn.