Sleep has been a little hard to get this weekend. Mother has been up every hour almost to use the bathroom and each time its a 15 minute undertaking to get her to the toilet and back. Depending on the state of the medication, sometimes a wheelchair was required to get around the house. Still despite all that this weekend was rich with love and laughter, filled with wonderful memories and experiences.

Laura and I sleep on the floor, at the foot of Oma's bed. So Laura was directly a part of the nightly rituals of caring for mother. We joked and laughed a lot and bathed in mothers wonderful sense of humor. At one point as we both were tucking her in yet one more time mother said to me, "make sure you take good care of my Laura".     

Then at a later date she told me that she is so glad that Laura is in our lives, now she does not have to worry about me anymore. When it came time to bring Laura to the ferry on Sunday afternoon mother insisted on coming along. Once again we put her in her wheelchair and she was able to waive goodbye as Laura's ferry steamed out of the harbor.                     

Birgit and Phillip also had their special time with mother this weekend. Mother told them many times how grateful she was that they came. Birgit spent some time on Sunday Night doing decrees in mother's bedroom and mother was thrilled. In her words (with a big smile), "I thought Birgit had forgotten everything she learned at the summit!! But she hasn't!! She knows so many decrees!" Then when Birgit and Phillip got up real early because they had to leave at 6am on Monday morning to catch the ferry back to Seattle, mother seized the moment when we were all gathered together for a good bye. She said: "Phillip, do you know that in Birgit you have a very beautiful wife?" and then, "Birgit, do you know that Phillip is a very beautiful husband?" She wanted them both to know not only how special they are but that they truly are meant for each other.   

Once everyone was gone we spent most of Monday catching up on sleep. In the afternoon the sun came out and we found ourselves sitting under the plum tree in our garden. Things are quieter now, so we have time to do the spiritual work, the meditations and prayers to prepare for the transition whenever it comes. It is such a precious time and Joseph has been a grand inspiration, helping me to connect with mother's higher self, her I AM presence, confirming that all is the way it was intended to be. The whole experience serves to re-enforce the knowing that has already been present. Mother's travels are frequent and vivid and last night I visited two separate worlds where I was with her.

In Love and Light
Thomas