Talking to a Deceased Loved One
Pic: My Dad Resting in Peace in One of the Graves
Free Photo by Abdelkrim Amrani from Freerange Stock
I fell asleep deep at night in recent times.
I was moving through the graves in the graveyard looking anxiously for where my Dad was lying. I had been there countless times before yet, this night, I was still having trouble identifying his grave.
I finally spotted it.
An empty grave full of long grasses lay beside my Dad’s grave, which was reserved and bought for my mother. Of course, Mom is still vibrant and energetic, and I wish her a very long life. I was here to talk to Dad to resolve some issues with him.
I cried out in whispers, "Abba can you hear me? I am here to talk to you about some urgent issues – a few things that need to be taken into account between you and me."
“What is it? Surovi, I think all matters are closed by now as you all have achieved beyond my expectations.”
“I want to say sorry that I couldn’t pay you as many hospital visits as my other family members paid. I was anxious about falling behind in class. But you were always in my thoughts, and I worried a lot about you. What I regret now is that I didn’t visit you at the hospital as much as I should have. Do you forgive me for that? I feel incredibly guilty nowadays. I don’t have a career, nor did I get married. I am very much low in spirits.”
“I can tell by your aura and appearance that you haven’t run out of money. What is your problem? Relax and enjoy life. I think the fact that I couldn’t put you in marriage is my fault. I blame myself for passing away so quickly. You are not to be blamed for not getting married. You have achieved a lot on the contrary. Are you not happy with that? Always count your blessings.”
“Yes, that’s an important thing to consider. One should be grateful for one's lot. Nevertheless, I feel frustrated and puzzled about not being in service. I want to make a difference that I am still living and help people with my gifts and talents. I feel less than otherwise.”
"Maybe I can solve your problem. Tell me what it is that you desperately feel like doing that you cannot live without."
“I want to go abroad, do a Ph.D. and teach in a reputable university, or carry on some other high-paying reputable job that matches my skillset, or something even much better, which the Almighty may have in mind."
“Oh! I get it. You want to contribute further to the world to make it a happier place for others. Is that it?”
“Yes, exactly.”
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“So, what is keeping you from taking action on your dream? Are you stuck somewhere?”
“Yes, I feel stuck. I do not know how to take action – the first step for my dream to happen.”
"Are you waiting for some miracle? Or do you have some other expectations? What is it that you are looking for?”
“It’s something along that line.”
“The best thing you can do now if you feel helpless is to pray five times a day and recite a page of the Holy Book every day. Ask God humbly in your prayers for your dream that you are aching so much. God will listen to an innocent heart like yours. Besides, your mother is alone now. You should give her company.
Otherwise, if you hurry for your dream, you may miss sometime in your life later that you haven’t given your Mom enough time when you were too busy looking for your dream. Pray by all means, but also be happy giving company to your Mom. You said you were missing about not giving me enough hospital visits before I passed away. You will miss your Mom also the same way.
Give us, the parents all the time you can while we are still alive because we do not live forever. I think I have solved your problem. I must go and sleep again. I wish you my very best, darling daughter. Surely, God will make your dream come true.”
"Thank you, Abba, for all the discussions and conversations. I think I got enough guidance. May you sleep again deeply."
Sunlight flooded my room, and I realized I was talking to my deceased father all night in a dream regarding unresolved issues and concerns in my life. I felt rejuvenated after the conversation with Dad in the dream. I knew what to do and to take it one day at a time.
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