Whispered Wisdom from That Still Small Voice:

Pink.......pink....... pink

This is the word whispered to me ever so softly in response to my prayer for help.  In a few minutes, my client would arrive, and I had no idea how I was going to help her.  I do healing work. She asked me to help her deal with her terminal illness - to find peace in dying. Whoa.  I had agreed to help her because something in me knew I could.  But now that she was about to arrive any minute, I had my doubts.  What could I possibly do or say to help her find peace? Did all the prayers I said on her behalf do anything? Who was I to think I could help this woman?

After a few minutes of panicked doubts and demons, came deliverance.  I realized that this was not about me, but about my client, let's call her Pua.  With great relief, I got out of my own way and asked Creator for guidance and assistance.  That's when I heard it: pink. That didn't make any sense to me, but I decided I would trust it.  I knew that God usually speaks in hushed tones, and it has always proved best to listen.

During our healing session, I asked Pua if the color pink carried any significance for her.  She said "Oh, yes! Pink is my favorite color." So we started a meditation with the color pink.  We both closed our eyes and I asked her to envision millions of little pink lights surrounding her. To imagine that each tiny light was filled with love, especially for her; that each light carried excitement and joy for the woman called Pua.  As we went through the meditation, I peaked down at her on my massage table. Her eyes were indeed closed and she had a beautiful smile on her face.  A few more minutes into the meditation, she sighed and said "I'm in a field of pink carnations.... it's so beautiful". And then, unexpectedly, she started to sob. I waited for what would come next.... she cried "I'm not alone!" I could see her walking in the field of flowers toward a figure up ahead.  She choked out " HE is here! God is here! He is reaching out His hand toward me, beckoning me".

In stunned silence, I listened as she shared her conversation she had with God. How pleased He was with her, how much she is loved... all is well.  

A profound feeling of peace, love and well-being filled the room, the house, the neighborhood, the world.  After our session, I had to sit quietly for a good 30 minutes in humble gratitude. Pua was able to leave our session with the peace she was looking for, all from the whispered wisdom of: pink.

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