The alarm on
her phone began to chime
Indicating
it’s time to rise and shine
She lingered
a bit in contemplation
Of her dream
with the strange visitation
Trying to
recall seemed to make it fade
All that was
certain, it made her feel great
Like
floating on a cloud, wrapped up in love
Ascending
higher to somewhere above
Her eyes
opened with the snooze alarm sound
Slowly, she
sat up, her feet touched the ground
Perplexed,
as my thought trickled in her head
“This is the
last time you’ll get up from bed”
The thought’s
absurdity made her chuckle
Thinking, “If
only it were that simple
But my to-do
list feels like ten miles long
And, sadly,
right here is where I belong”
In the
kitchen, she started the coffee
A whisper of
thought came, again, from me
“Slow down
and savor your last moments here
For the time
they’ll be gone is very near”
She took a
breath, not wanting to freak out
Hoping this
just a prompting to slow down
While the
coffee brewed, she meditated
A daily practice,
she’s cultivated
I quietly
watched her peaceful venture
Calming her
mind while watching her breath work
When she was
ready to open her eyes
She paused,
for I had materialized
“You see me
here in this high vibration
Don’t be
alarmed by my visitation”
I continued,
“Today, I’ll come for you
Be mindful,
appreciate all you do”
There was
calm, then logic took her away
She shook me
off as she began her day
As she
showered, I kept nagging her thoughts
“Be present,
enjoy this before it’s lost”
Her thoughts
shot back at me, “I’m not afraid
I don’t
believe you, but I’ll play your game
I’ll
appreciate all I’m able to
But know, I
still don’t trust or believe you”
She savored the
hot water on her skin
And her soap’s
sweet smell, as she breathed it in
She dried
with her towel, expressed gratitude
For all she
has and for all she’s been through
One last
time, she chose her clothes, mindfully
“I want to
look my best when they find me”
For breakfast,
the diet was tossed aside
“I’ll eat
what I want since it’s my last time”
She viewed
the long list of tasks to complete
Pay bills,
laundry, shopping for groceries
Refill a
prescription, call the doctor
“Since it’s
my last day, this will be ignored”
She called
her best friend, “Let’s go out to lunch
To somewhere
expensive we don’t go much
Don’t worry
about money, it’s my treat”
While thinking,
“Since it’s the last time for me”
She
scheduled a massage, because why not?
This last
day should include time at the spa
She planned
nothing further after this treat
That way,
she can linger in luxury
“It’s a warm
spring day, I think I’ll just walk
And smile at
everyone I meet,” she thought
Just before
she left, I nudged her once more
“Leave a
note before you walk out the door”
She stopped
short, “You’re right, I need to do that
He is the
best part of this life I’ve had”
She wrote, “I
love you, you make me happy
I’ll see you
soon, forever yours, love me”
She allowed
plenty, so she took her time
The sunshine
and gentle breeze felt sublime
Each
passerby, she greeted cheerfully
Thought, “In
this moment, I feel so happy”
She got to
the restaurant with time to spare
So, chose to
people-watch while waiting there
Her friend
arrived, they dined in decadence
With her
friend concerned she’d lost her good sense
Instead of
interrupting, to be heard,
She listened,
with interest, to her friend’s words
She was
genuine when they parted ways
“Know I love
you, forever and always”
She savored
her massage on this last time
Feeling relaxed
from the glass of red wine
She let her
thoughts just wander as they may
Questioning,
“Is this really my last day?”
During her
massage, she pondered again
If this was
her last day, how would it end?
Of course,
behind that thought, crept in the doubt
“That’s not
real, what am I stressing about?”
She left the
spa feeling refreshed, renewed
And with
less stress on board, a bit subdued
While
crossing the street she was unaware
The car
turning right, didn’t see her there
While
wrapped in my light, she watched it happen
Trying to comprehend
this was the end
The driver
that blew the stop sign too fast
Which caused
her death, would have to live with that
She watched
her loved ones before her review
Smiled when
they said, “Somehow, I think she knew”
She said,
before slipping into the light,
“Thank you,
my last day was perfectly right”
Jody Nelson
