Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Re-Dedicating Another RAINBOW BRIDGE
This blog is dedicated to too many of our loved ones to even list in a short blog. Suffice it to say, all who are being prayed for by you, me and our brothers and sisters, are waiting to be re-joined with us in the next spiritual zip code. With love and blessings to everyone of you, here and in spirit. amen RubyNorma *o*Friday, February 20, 2009 www.normasark.blogspot.com/
ANOTHER VERSION OF RAINBOW BRIDGE
For all of us who have loved ones in Heavenly Rainbow, I am reprinting this beautiful essay by an unknown author. The photos are of our precious Sir Magick, now passed on into the hands of Eternal Nurture, and our Treasured RubyGlow who still visits and plays with her progeny. I love you Sweet Magick. I love you My RubyGlow. Thank you for the memories.
ANOTHER VERSION OF RAINBOW BRIDGE
For all of us who have loved ones in Heavenly Rainbow, I am reprinting this beautiful essay by an unknown author. The photos are of our precious Sir Magick, now passed on into the hands of Eternal Nurture, and our Treasured RubyGlow who still visits and plays with her progeny. I love you Sweet Magick. I love you My RubyGlow. Thank you for the memories.
Your Human Mom ~ aka Dr. Ruby Yanez *o*
As the midnight hour approaches on any holy-day, a tremendous celebration begins....... AUTHOR UNKNOWN
As the midnight hour approaches on any holy-day, a tremendous celebration begins....... AUTHOR UNKNOWN
If you listen closely you will hear the exuberant sound of Bridge-kids preparing for the remarkable moment that comes many times a year.Puppies romp through the tall green grass, chasing butterflies and rolling over and over until fits of giggles bring them to a tumbling stop. The volume increases as fluffy kittens, cats, tigers and lions purrrr in pure delight while the wings of snow white doves gently caress the air. The babbling brook that runs beneath The Rainbow Bridge overflows onto the edge of mossy banks and fins of treasured aquatic life quiver in anticipation of these most joyous event (s) . Nestled in the midst of this happy choir of Bridge-kids are the smallest angel tots staring in awe at the majestic holy-day tree adorned with flowing strands of angel hair. Effervescent, twinkling stars see-saw elegantly from the sky and land in glorious harmony upon the stoic limbs of Heaven's most perfect tree. Swaying to and fro in nearby rocking chairs are grandmothers, grandfathers, parents, aunts, uncles and loved ones. The sound of their whispered lullabies permeate the air as they sing to tiny angel babies resting quietly in their arms. Like magick, the clock approaches midnight and a great stirring is heard in the distance. Each Bridge-kid stops and listens, knowing the time is near, and they choose a fleecy cloud on which to snuggle. The roar of purrrrs drops to barely an audible hum, the babbling brook ripples hypnotically and the flutter of downy feathered wings fall silent. Heaven's spirited toddlers climb expectantly upon the laps of angels while babies coo in tranquil unison. Amidst the warm glow of candlelight, which rises from the earth below, the arms of the Eternal Bridge Keeper caress the heavens, and into the precious hands of each child and in front of each animal a holy ~sacred gift is placed. With grand exuberance the ribbons are removed and left to fly on a tender breeze where they dissolve into showers of angel diamond dust. As the golden lids of these heavenly gifts are raised, an amazing aura fills the sky, reaching down to the very core of the earth. Ascending from each and every box is the greatest gift of all. Unending, unconditional, all-encompassing love. This blessed love gently wraps itself around the cherished souls of heaven, warming their hearts with beacons of radiant light and bringing forth from angels an exquisite chorus. As the clock strikes midnight the distance between heaven and earth is vanished. It is at this very moment on all holy-days that the Bridge Keeper's children, angels and Bridge-kids send a message to their earthly loved ones on the wings of this unbridled love. Listening carefully with an open heart we will hear the familiar voice of our own angels whisper softly into our ear their Holy-Day message...."Let me share with you this love of mine, always and forever. When you need me know that I am here. We are all here for you. I have not left you for I am in your heart where I belong. Our love is eternal, as is the brilliant glow of candlelight which illuminates the path ....to the heavens and The Rainbow Bridge.I wait patiently as do you for our inevitable and glorious reunion. I love you, I love you, I love you." - Author unknown ~ Comments: = Holidays can make us pensive. Such a beautiful sentiment, Dr. Yanez. Thank you. Stan in NYC
For those of us who believe life continues, this brought me to tears. Honey in GA
Give me a break. We all know that life ends when we stop breathing. anon in NM
Wonderfully stated. That litter of kittens with the proud mother cat is stunning. Randy in Wyoming
I don't know what to believe. All my loved ones are gone and I feel lonely for them. Thom in Reno
I do not believe we die. I do believe we change in our energies. Ahmed in Jakarta
For those of us who believe life continues, this brought me to tears. Honey in GA
Give me a break. We all know that life ends when we stop breathing. anon in NM
Wonderfully stated. That litter of kittens with the proud mother cat is stunning. Randy in Wyoming
I don't know what to believe. All my loved ones are gone and I feel lonely for them. Thom in Reno
I do not believe we die. I do believe we change in our energies. Ahmed in Jakarta
