A Soft Gentle Breeze

Hello friends!
This is a topic I’ve been meaning to write about for some time, so I hope you enjoy it, and to anyone who has had a loved one pass on, may this bring you some peace.

Jeff and I have both had loved ones pass on, and the burden it laid upon us was as heavy as an anchor. When we travel, we quickly became accustomed to the spiritual side of various cultures. For us, travel is a time of reflection and finding peace and solitude in the world, which as we all know, can be a challenge these days.
Whenever we hear of loved ones who have passed, whether it be a relative or dear friend, it was mainly during our overseas travels where our hearts did most of the healing. We have always believed that loved ones who’ve passed still communicate with those that got left behind. It’s not something that anyone has ever told us, nor is it a fallacy; it’s something we could feel in our hearts, and trust me, the heart never lies. Often times we would pass a tree, and when a soft gentle breeze would grace our path, we could feel the presence of one of our loved ones, assuring us that they’re no longer in pain and that they’re in heaven free of any pain and suffering. I have always believed that every single leaf on a tree represents the spirit of loved ones as they communicate with the living. In that instant, my heart feels it can finally lay to rest, and suddenly that weighted anchor is lifted, allowing me to move on at last without burden or remorse. Passing on in that respect, doesn’t have to seem dark and morbid; in fact, taking comfort in knowing their souls have been released of pain and suffering is a beautiful thing, but after all, we are only human, and going through the grieving process is a necessity before we can get to the point where we feel whole again.
This topic is a very sensitive one to write about, especially because I have a dear friend who has cancer, and believes she’s going to die. With tears in my eyes, I feel compelled to write this, because I know I’m going to eventually go through the grieving process. I’m not ready to give up on her, but I know I must also face the cold hard facts. She was talking to me about our past memories, which I intend to hold on to with every fiber of my being. I told her that we’re going to be friends until the end, and I meant every word with all my heart and soul. If cancer does take her from this world, I’ll be in mourning for awhile, but after it’s done, somewhere I’ll be walking by a beautiful tree, waiting for a heartfelt message from her letting me know she’s cancer free. That is when I will have my peace…when I hear that soft breeze gently swaying through the trees.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned during our travel journeys, it’s that death isn’t the end the world; it’s only the beginning, and as one passes on, they make their gradual transition into the next life. For loved ones who get left behind, it’s truly heartbreaking as we ponder how we’re going to survive without them, but in time, broken hearts will heal, and eventually we will be able to muster a smile as we look back on wonderful memories with a fond recollection that stays with us forever. For us, death often resembles a bad storm, like the typhoon we went through in the Philippines last December. At first, it seems like the rain bands and wind will never stop, but then out of nowhere, there’s a break in the clouds and a small patch of blue sky suddenly appears. So just remember, whenever you walk by a beautiful tree and a soft breeze begins to gently sway back and forth, chances are that someone you love is speaking to you.
Thank you for reading. 😊❤️🙏🌸