I want to share an inspiring story about my mom. She lives 1,800 miles away, where I was born and raised, surrounded by her family… except for me, her daughter, my husband, and her only grandchildren who are 4 and 6 years old.
During her visit last August she was growing clearer about her wish to live by her grandchildren. She always feels healthier and lighter when she’s around the children, who just smother her with love, attention, and adoration. Both my brother and I have been telling her that living close to them would add so much life to her years and love to her life.
You see, 10 years ago she bought her very own little house. She genuinely enjoyed fixing it up and putzing around her place, but then her grandchildren made an entrance into this big, beautiful world and as the distance grew greater, Mom’s health began to decline.
I think every time I talked to her she was going to another doctor’s appointment, being diagnosed with this or that, living on antibiotics, and unable to leave her house much of the time.
I worked with her long distance as much as I could. I would send her morning meditations by Marianne Williamson and random Notes from the Universe, along with some other meditations to listen to about the nature of reality.
I would talk to her on the phone about how we can create within the field of infinite possibilities when we get really clear on what we want; never mind the when or how, just the “what” and let the Universe take care of the rest.
I would encourage her that if she was clear that she wanted to move out here then she had to feel what that would be like already… to close her eyes and feel in her heart the feelings she would feel when she was out here, as if she were already here. And then what was one thing, a choice, an action she could make today if she really were to live here?
So she began to pack up one box a day. She began to go through her clothes and things she had stored away for years. She gave away her fancy China dishes that she’s been carrying around for fifty years. She began to move in the direction of someone who was in charge of her destiny.
As I would talk to her about what she should do, I realized that I, too, wanted this experience, and so I began to feel my mom here as well, living in our town, picking the kids up from soccer practice, and taking them out for ice cream. I would close my eyes and feel in my heart how enriching and natural it would feel for my children to have Gramma’s house to go to.
To my surprise, without any prompting or discussion from me, my six year old daughter picked up on the frequency and began to send my mom “hugs” in the mail, writing with misspelled words and lots of hearts and flowers how she wished “NeNe” lived here along with, of course, how much she loved her.
She would even put one of her $1 bills in the envelope, which then inspired my four-year-old son to do the same. I told them they didn’t need to send NeNe money, but they insisted that maybe it would help her to pay her way to move to our town.
In a couple of months, my mom will turn 70 years old. Last week she sold her house for more than her asking price. She listed the house on my dad’s birthday (he died suddenly from a heart attack 14 years ago), and one week later it was under contract to a soon-to-be married couple that she really connected with.
Out of the blue (wink wink), strangers began offering their services to help her move. She’s donating things left and right to the upcoming church sale and to the Salvation Army. She has always wanted to see New York City, so she has a trip planned for after her birthday to visit my cousins and see it for the first time, making another dream come true.
She says she feels light, free, healthy, relaxed, and with energy to wake up each day to see what else is going to unfold. She will be moving to our town this summer to live near her grandkids, and the first thing she’s going to do is take them out for ice cream.
It might look like this has happened all of a sudden from the outside, but I know that every day, for a long while now, she has been taking time to visualize herself in the scene of what she would like to be experiencing.
She got clear on what she wanted and divine intelligence arranged in perfect order, in perfect timing, for her wish to come true. She drew the experience to her because she knew what she wanted, and she felt it first, before it happened. She caused an effect!
Her story is another inspiring story that we’re here to love, to be loved, to enjoy, and to thrive. I can hardly wait to see what she creates next. I think her 70s are going to be her best decade yet.
