Dear Friends, Drodzy Przyjaciele, Cari Amici,
First of all, I want to say that I have missed you all! Thank you for your patience as I have been been immersed in a learning curve at my new job and settling in my new apartment. I am mostly settled for this next phase…I plan to stay here in this apartment until perhaps next year, when I hope to be in a position to buy a small home of my own.
My new job as Director of a small Memory Care/Hospice home is going so well. Learning the details of the computer systems and business end of things has been the main focus and has taken the most energy. The loving of and caring of the residents and employees has been joyful, easy and utterly natural.
As most of you know, both my brothers have died in the last year and half of cancer…Angelo died first, and then just 10 weeks ago Gioffredo died. I have Grieved deeply and yet also been healed and freed at such deep levels through the sudden and fast illness and death of these two brothers of mine, whom I treasure more than I can say.
Before I continue, I want to quote chapter 17, page 157 of Michael Singer’s book “The Untethered Soul”.
“It is truly a great cosmic paradox that one of the best teachers in all of life turns out to be death. No person or situation could ever teach you as much as death has to teach you. While someone could tell you that you are not your body, death shows you. While someone could remind you of the insignificance of the things that you cling to, death takes them all away in a second. While people can teach that men and women of all races are equal and there is no difference between the rich and poor, death instantly makes us all the same.
The question is, are you going to wait until the last moment to let death be your teacher?”
This quote says exactly what I have been learning the past few years. Death is an amazing Teacher. For all of my adult life, I have loved to be near and care for dying people, and although it has been sort of hard to explain or even to understand my feelings about the dying, right here in that paragraph Michael Singer explains it so simply.
Angelo and Gioffredo taught me so much and are still teaching me. Both of them have appeared to me/visited me on several occasions since their deaths. Gioffredo’s most recent visit last week is one I want to share with you.
I was sleeping, and dreaming that my cell phone was ringing. I was suddenly aware that I was dreaming, but I thought it would be fun to answer the phone anyway, and see if there was really someone there. I said hello and Gioffredo was on the other end of the phone, saying to me “Hey, kiddo…how are you doing?” This was what he alway said when he was on earth and would call me. We had hundreds of phone conversation when he was on his long drives between cities where he managed a number of facilities for the company he worked for. I just about jumped through the phone I was so excited to hear from him. I said “Brother, I am so glad it is YOU…I am so happy you called, I love you!”
The next thing that happened was that he sort of just came through the wall and he was standing tall and handsome and radiant and smiling and looking right in my eyes. I started to cry with joy and said “Brother, I am sooooo happy to see you! But I know you have died, and I know this is such a privilege…how come you are able to come to me and visit like this???” He leaned in towards me, so his beautiful and radiant face was close to mine, he took ahold of my hand and squeezed it and he said “Gabriel, it is because the Father is So Tender.“ And we both started laughing and crying with gladness!
Our earthly father was about as cruel as a human person could ever be. We utterly feared and dreaded the presence of our father and the Imprint of Cruelty and Despising that he left on us has been a terrible wound to heal and left us with a dread of God the Father to spend a lifetime trying to overcome. So this message from Gioffredo was packed meaning. And I knew it was really a visit from Gioffredo. I knew he was truly in a kind of Eternal Joy and Bliss, I knew he had no more fear or guilt. I knew he had no more pain. I knew he loved me and was continuing to be my older brother. I knew he was Perfectly Happy and that I, too, have nothing to fear.
After he said this, I woke up. I literally could still feel that Gioffredo had held my hand. I could smell his presence, like when someone has passed by who was wearing perfume or cologne and you can still smell them when they leave the room. One of the first things I wanted to do was to share this with all of you.
“The Father is So Tender!”
Please know that my brother wouldn’t say it unless it was true.
“The Father is So Tender!”
” Bóg Ojciec jest tak łaskawy!”
” Il Padre è così tenero!”
With My Love, Z Moją Miłością, Con il Mio Amore,
Gabriel Orion Marie
* For those of you who may not know, I have published a series of three books that tell the story of my recovery and healing from profoundly intense physical, sexual and spiritual abuse. These books have dozens of paintings that I did during my process and those paintings are a core form of communication I used in my Healing. These books are available on Amazon. I hope you will read them and pass them on to others! This White House (Book One), Going Sane (Book Two) and A Spectacular Dawn (Book Three)