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Postcards From Heaven



Postcards From Heaven
by Jean Harper

“Earth's crammed with heaven...But only he who sees, takes off his shoes.” ― Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Do you remember writing home to someone special using a postcard?  I don’t remember the last time I sent off a post card but I do know the last one, of many, went to my mom.

Travel has always been a big part of my life. In my mid-twenties I landed my first corporate job which required that I be out “on the road” every week.  My mom always wanted to know where I was and, because of this, I made it a habit to pick up a post card and mail it off to her from each city I visited.  I would write things like, “Wish you were here” or “Having a great time”-- the typical things that you write on a postcard. 

My mother died many years ago and when I was going through her things I found a box that she kept in her closet.  When I opened the box I was very surprised to find at least one hundred postcards from all over the U.S. and beyond.  As I turned them over, one by one, I was brought to tears because all of them were from me. It was like reviewing my life with these picture postcards I had purchased, written a personal note on, and taken the time to purchase stamps and mail them off.  What was most special was that my mom had saved them all and I was reminded of how much she loved me and how close we were.

When I travel these days I always look for postcards in a drug store or other tourist spot.  I don’t buy any, I just look at them. There is no better way to find out the most popular and desirable sightseeing spots than looking at the beautiful images on a postcard.

Most of the people I know have either had or heard of an experience in which a departed loved one reaches back to this world to reassure those left behind.  Right after my mom passed away I was sitting in a small courtyard which was completely sheltered from the wind. I was sitting there alone when all of a sudden a small whirlwind began to spin and blow right at my feet.  At that moment there was a smell in the air; the familiar smell of my mother. I was comforted by this whirlwind which stayed for a few moments before going still.  I believe it was my mother’s only way to connect with me, at that moment, and to get a message to me that everything was ok. I felt comforted by this.

During my morning ritual of meditation at the beach I often receive messages from the ethers; a sort of postcard from heaven. On this day I am thinking perhaps these messages are from my mother. I am sure she has learned so much and she just has to find a way to share what she has learned with me. As I sit looking at the still, blue, water with puffy white clouds above, I start to think of writing messages on these images, just as if I am writing on a postcard. There is so much beauty and abundant life and we are all connected.

 

Here are a couple of suggestions:

Front:

Back: Wish you were here as all of the family has gathered and getting along so well.

Front:

Back: Everyday

I Imagine these quotes below might be postcards from heaven:

“Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.” ― Mahatma Gandhi

“Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin.” ― Mother Teresa

“The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.”
― Eleanor Roosevelt

“Realize deeply that the present moment is all you have. Make the NOW the primary focus of your life.” ― Eckhart Tolle

“Whatever relationships you have attracted in your life at this moment, are precisely the ones you need in your life at this moment. There is a hidden meaning behind all events, and this hidden meaning is serving your own evolution.” ― Deepak Chopra

“I am always with you”
--Annie Harper

 

 



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