Dear Dad

Yesterday I sat with 6 men courageous enough to show up for themselves.
I could feel your presence, like I always do. Your last pelican carving went to a very special soul.
A lot of miracles took place in that space.
I know you know this, and I don’t have to write it in a letter. Nor do I have to share it publicly.
Yet I am doing what my soul calls me to do.
To be the purest expression of love I can be.
Because that is what changes people.
LOVE.

It’s so weird that it's been 8 months already since you left the 3rd Dimension. It’s been 8 months since I held your hand and watched you take your last breath. Your first hospital room was #8.
I remember seeing it and knowing that you would be okay because 8 is a powerful number.
Life is so weird.
In the best way and extraordinary way possible.
Weird is my way of saying wow.
This wonderment.
This miraculous thing we call life.
Where we get to be human for a while.
All to remember that we are spirit first.
I know you’re with me always.
I know you’re always guiding me.
I know I can talk to you whenever I want to.
God sure knows what he’s doing.
I never knew that all the time I have spent alone, single, becoming independent, the nights of deep loneliness, was preparation for helping mom.
There’s so many moments if I look back at my life - that were preparation so I could be used to help others.
That is a miracle and I believe we all are on their journey of preparation so we can serve one another.
Walking each other home right?
I see it more and more.
I see how you did that for so many other men on your life’s journey.

This month is Movember.
I think of all the men needing love.
I think of these 6 men.
I think of Bryce.
Oh how Bryce looked up to you.
You were his favorite Grandpa.
I think of the mind blowing soul altering speech he gave at your Celebration of life, at 16 yrs old!!!
I think of Scott.
I think of you.
And all the other men out there who are on a path of courage.
Ones who are being the first.
The first to break cycles that have been in their lineage for generations.
It’s no easy journey.
LOVE HEALS.
How lucky are we to be living in such a time for the opening and awakening of more hearts.
To be the change.
All I have is love and appreciation for life right now.
And even though none of us know when it will be our time to go away from the physical world and integrate back into the Spiritual world - there’s so much love we can receive and give while we are here.
It’s limitless.
It’s not bound by time and space.
How lucky you are be the ones to choose to open our hearts - even when it hurts.

I love you Dad. Always and forever.

Xoxo AMY