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DadsLastSunsetAug27-2014

“Dad’s Last Sunset,” by Fran Mysti Hafey-Copyright2014

By Fran Hafey

I learned some time ago to pay attention to my dreams, especially the ones that stood out or seemed to have a message for me. These are usually dreams I could remember easily or played out more than once. Each one has taught me valuable lessons.

Three months ago I had a powerful dream about snakes. I’ve had snake dreams before and I knew snake medicine can and usually does foretell of big change.

Some dreams are like puzzles, needing to have the pieces or information put together as we remember them or as other signs and pieces come to us, either in more dreams or in messages when we’re awake.

Snake not only came to me in my dreams, but I also received a visit from one in my physical home. I shared this in my June blog entry here called, “Snake Energy.”  (I quote: For now, I know I’m going through some big transformations inside and out. Perhaps I’m shedding my old skin and getting a newer, tougher one.)

Snake told me to expect very big changes in my life, ones that would cause huge ripples of changes in my own life and others around me. I thought it may have meant about my health or my husband’s health, or both. I didn’t know then, just how big the changes would be and that they had already begun. So many things are stirring and happening in our lives, behind the scenes, even before we’re aware of them.  I think my snake visitor was also trying to tell me just how fast things would happen because he came so soon after my dream. How I reacted to the snake being in my house and that I was alone when he came, are also clues to how life would unfold for me in my near future.

Just two months later and being very mindful of life events occurring around me, my family and I became very concerned about my Earthly Father, my Dad. He became weaker, losing a lot of weight and forgetting people in our family; faces and names. He began asking about loved ones that had already passed on and his energy shifted, being in two realities or realms, at the same time. Sometimes he was with us and other times he was with those on the other side. In May, we had a family gathering, in his honor, to basically say good-bye to the man we once knew. My Mom knew he was fading, maybe she already knew he was dying; she just didn’t know he would be leaving us in this reality so soon.

Dad was admitted into the hospital August twentieth with complications from illnesses he’d had for years, plus pneumonia and a severe bladder infection. The doctors ran tests and more tests and found he had cancer throughout his whole body and bones. Within just a few days Dad was brought home, where he wanted to be. We weren’t sure how long he had, but I suppose he decided he had had enough pain in that body of his and he shifted once more to crossover sooner. Hospice told us they felt he had days to hours. This news certainly got our attention fast, and it brought our world’s all a bit closer and into perspective for the sake of our Dad, who was leaving this world soon and bringing into focus how much our Mom needed all of us to help in this process of letting go of the physical, with love.

My Dad is dying. He is in his home, surrounded by those he loves and all who love him. We share good memories, strive to keep him comfortable, as we all say our good-byes. It won’t be long; his journey is almost done here, as we begin our new one.

As I finish writing, I have been called to my childhood home to be with my immediate family. When I arrived, everyone was busy with something, but someone was always with my Dad. He was not moving anymore, struggling to breathe as his body was letting go. We all gathered around him, showing our love for him and each other. We touched, we cried, we smiled and laughed. The love there in our home was  and is, incredible. It was this love that helped my Dad leave this life so peacefully and gently. As he took his last breath, we all were touching him and each other; My Mom never taking her eyes off of him. It was one of the most beautiful experiences I’ve ever had; the most loving moment of my life. We comforted each other, crying but feeling so blessed. We stayed there a long time, together, one in love and now helping our Mother whose husband of sixty six years, sixty seven in less than a month, was now gone from his body, but his spirit never dying, but living within all of us forever.

While we stood holding hands and touching Dad, suddenly the electricity flickered and went out! It was afternoon so we still had light. When the Hospice person arrived, she saw we had no electricity. We told her what happened and she explained how she had seen something like this before and it’s because of his energy and our own, connecting and creating a surge as we all touched Dad and each other to complete the circle of love at his time of passing.

More family members came to say good-bye and comfort my Mom. Some of my family urged my Mom to go to another room as they took my Dad out of the house, for one last time. I stayed for a while, but then something outside caught my eye; the beautiful sunset. My Dad’s last sunset on his family homestead on the hill in Virginia. I started taking pictures; I felt compelled to as I said out loud, “Dad’s last sunset,” and I smiled and felt peace all around me.

I know this was not a good day for my Mom or my family, and my Mom would need our love and help more than ever to get through this. She has strength from God, her family and friends, her church and she talks to Dad a lot and feels comfort in it. In time, I do feel she will realize how beautiful  Dad’s passing was and she will know it was such a blessing, one that many are not given.

A long time ago I worked in a hospital helping babies come into this world. I took their pictures and saw the smiles and love of parents and family. I’ve worked in nursing homes and birthing rooms. I’ve seen birth and I’ve seen death. My Dad’s funeral was my first, and it was beautiful. A true “Celebration of Life.” He is missed, but we all smile and remember his words he uttered to us many times in his gruff voice; rough and tough, but with love, he would say as we would part, “Drive fast kid,” which was his great sense of humor and his way of saying, “I love you.” Now he flies fast with the angels.~

Blessings and love, Fran-Mysti-September 29, 2014

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A Moment with Mysti~ January 26, 2014

I’m a home-body. I like being home. I tell myself often, that’s ok. Everyone has a purpose and not all of us were meant to travel all over the world with our messages or be in front of huge crowds. Now and then, I wonder why I am the way I am. I don’t single out my imperfections and name them. I take the whole package and know everything is connected. Through pain and joy, I’ve learned so much and I love to learn and welcome it. I also know life isn’t always smooth sailing, we will have ups and downs, but when we’re positive, help others, give unselfishly and be the light we’re here to be, we will find peace. Striving to be love is how we invite love and peace into our lives. 

Today I baked cranberry orange pecan bread while taking pictures of deer just past our backyard fence. I enjoyed spending the day with some of the guys in my life, my husband, son and grandson and of course our dogs and birds. I did some laundry, computer work and hey, the cold temperatures outside don’t bother me as long as I’m home. *smile*

Peace and love, Fran~Mysti

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I’ve been blessed to have good memories of Thanksgiving with my family. We had a storybook setting out in the country, with a large table, a big turkey and all the trimmings and traditions. I learned to cook the Thanksgiving meal when I was about eleven years old by watching and helping my Mom. She’s a good cook and always told me her Mother did this or her Aunt did that, but she had her own ways of doing things. As the family grew, we stopped going to my Mom and Dad’s once they got older and some of my siblings would have them over to eat or we would get together in smaller groups, but we always go to my parents home for Christmas.

All the vegetables we ate that day came from our garden. We grew potatoes, green beans, sweet potatoes, corn and several varieties of squash. We grew much more, but those are the ones I remember eating at Thanksgiving. I remember having a turkey, but I was told sometimes in earlier years they would have a large chicken if money was tight. Most of the bread and desserts were made fresh and life seemed a little simpler then. After our meal, most of us would go outside if the weather was nice, while some had coffee, maybe some television later on, but not as much as people watch today. Mostly, the television was on in the morning to see the “Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade.” We watched the parade while cooking and preparing for the day.

I’ve seen holidays that were tighter than others, but over the years, we’ve cut back to a reasonable meal, proclaiming it’s more important to have an abundance of love, than an abundance of food! It doesn’t really matter if you have pizza, tofu, burritos or turkey sandwiches. Just being together, sharing our prosperity with others all year round, coming together on several days of the year to tell others how blessed we are, is really the best blessing of all.

Traditions are nice and having a big meal is great, but not all people have that for Thanksgiving. I hope and pray no matter what foods we have, what traditions we uphold, that what we have the most of, is love! Although compassion, understanding, forgiveness and peace are good to have too!

When we get ready to sit down and eat, if it’s two, four, six or eight people, I always take a moment to remember others, in whatever situation they may be in, that wish they were home or were warm, full, loved and not alone or in tough places right now. I ask my Creator to bring people together for the highest good and I ask that their hearts be filled with love. I also say “thank you” for everything and remember to share. No matter how much food we have, I’m going to have a moderate meal, but have a HUGE amount of LOVE to go around, and it’s not fattening at all!

I pray and believe, and wish for you the very best Thanksgiving ever, filled with all that you need and most of all, Love.~

Blessings~ Mysti~

 

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A Season of Love Message~11-28-11~”Being Real”~

November 28, 2011

A Season of Love Message for Monday:  Today is a good day to “just be real!” Being “real” to me, is when we allow ourselves to be who we are, not to put on airs or try and be something or someone we’re not or try to do something we’re not really feeling. As a Writer, I have times when the inspiration flows and other times it doesn’t. I cannot force the words or it doesn’t sound good or isn’t coming from my heart. During Thanksgiving, I got busy cleaning, cooking and spending time with my family and I didn’t even open my computer. I felt “guilty” for not taking out time to write my weekly messages or to even write and say I was taking some time off. There was something in me that kept telling me it was ok, that others understood and taking time off for a bit wasn’t “bad.” In our busy worlds I think we often try to please too many people and sometimes forget about ourselves. We all need some down time to just be ourselves and give to ourselves too. Just be real and tell yourself its ok to slow down and take some time for YOU!

I found myself cleaning and basically over doing it. I’ve done it before and I guess I just don’t learn! With a family and pets, those are just two reasons I’m always busy trying to keep up with chores around the house and when guest come, I tend to overdo it and cause myself to be exhausted for a few days afterwards. I have Fibromyalgia and recently my doctors had changed some medications I’m on for blood pressure and asthma. While preparing for Thanksgiving and seeing our son and Grandson, we had to get things in our house in order for them to stay overnight and spend time with us. We’d been going through all sorts of things and had our spare room in disarray, so I spent quite a bit of time organizing, washing linens, dusting, cleaning, plus shopping for food and dealing with many other things that had to be done. I see how easy it is  to become overwhelmed or over do things. I was happy to see them and I did what I had to do and then just spent quality time with my loved ones. I didn’t have the energy to really do much online, much less write something from my heart, even though I took lots of mental notes on things to write about in the near future. The Holidays seem to do something to me, not sure if it’s easy to explain, I enjoy them, but I think  a lot, about how much I wish we could have all this cheer, joy, love and holiday spirit, all year round! If I’m not careful, I can get into a bit of a funky mood, just thinking about and feeling the energy all around me from the Holidays.

Being real and allowing myself time to work through all of this “Holiday stuff,” is a gift I give myself each year. I love the magic in children’s eyes during the Holidays and love to share traditions, stories and the magic with them. Just taking time to be real and allow my inner child to partake of some of the Holiday fun is important. So, if you don’t see me around on a regular basis until sometime in January 2012, between the shopping and wrapping, giving and celebrating, loving and eating, (and also cleaning) you know when I write, it will be quality versus quantity, just how I like to spend my Holidays! I will be around, just being me and sharing lots of love with you too when I do have time to write and share. The messages may be a little late or they may not, but they will always be exactly what I was supposed to share and at the right time. 

I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving filled with love, laughter, joy and blessings. 

Peace, Fran~Mysti~

 

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