Yesterday, I sat by his bed side as he took his last breath.
This man, I had never met, until now, in this intimate moment…
Lying on his bed,
Hot towel drapped across his forehead,
Eyes cracked open just enough to see them rolled upward,
Breathing, strangely, but regularly…
until,
he wasn’t.
I put my journal down, moved closer to him, watching his chest for the next inhale…
nothing…nothing….nothing..
oh there is it.. gasp in!  and out… in and out…
Maybe it was just a false alarm…
I sat there watching, waiting, praying, telling him to go to the light
Imaging him merging with ALL THAT IS, ALL THAT HE HAS NOW BECOME,
In a Joyous Rushing Expansion,
In a thrilling, fun, delightful way!
Go my friend, Thank you for being human,
Thank you for helping the expansion of all of us,
Go my friend, I love you sweet man… I whispered as tears streamed down my face…
In… out…. In… out… in……..
………out…. IN………………and maybe the slightest exhale..
…and his body never breathed again.
I sat there for a few seconds. Loving him quietly and FULLY, whatever that means, but it felt FULL, the room felt FULL, my body felt FULL. Then went to get the nurses, call Seasons Hospice, etc, etc.

That was the first time that I’d ever experienced that and it’s been a desire of mine for a couple of years.  I felt incredibly appreciative that the universe orchestrated that to satisfy so many different desires: this man’s wife didn’t want him to die alone, she stepped out for a few hours while I stepped in for a few hours.

I wanted to see. I wanted to see a person’s last moments, last breath, I wanted TO SEE my inevitable future.  I don’t really know why yet, but I just wanted to see.  Thank you sweet friend for allowing me to sit with you at that special moment, thank you Universe for orchestrating that even though, you know, a few times, I almost turned back 😉

what a world. what a life. I’m in love.