A Field of Roses

 

 

January 13, 2012 - posted on Facebook.....

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"A Field of Roses"

Walking in the Garden of Souls by George Anderson.

 Today, I found this on his web site ..........

 A Field of Roses      by George Anderson

 

A dear friend called me one morning to tell me about the dream he had of his father, who had passed on suddenly a few months before. He told me that in his dream, his father met him, and the walked and talked amid beautiful fields under a warm, sunny sky. As they walked, they passed an unusual field of white roses. What my friend found unusual about the field was that each white rose stood alone on a single stem, and each had a ribbon around it. They covered the field by the thousands and looked to be untouched by human hands, yet they grew perfectly.

In his dream, my friend asked his father about the unusual field of roses, and why each had a ribbon around it. His father explained to him that each rose was a gift, sent to the earth, that was never received. So the roses stand, each with its ribbon, to be given to the soul upon their return to the hereafter. My friend didn't understand, so he pressed his father further, and the story he was told is one that I have heard many times from the souls who communicate to their families on the earth.

Each of us, in our lifetime on the earth, is sent many gifts from the hereafter. Some are the gift of laughter when things are bleak, others are the gift of friendship for the lonely. Some are even true love for those who walk the earth in search of it. These gifts are sent to us to help encourage us on our journey, and to take the sometimes rough edges off a difficult time we experience, or a heartache we endure. So what are they doing, standing in rows like soldiers, in the hereafter? They were gifts unopened by us--ignored for some reason, passed by, uncollected, and returned to the hereafter so that we have them when we understand their value.

My friend's dream is not unusual--the souls have told me many times that we are showered with things from the hereafter to make our lives a little easier, but because of fear, distrust, or sometimes plain stubbornness, we are unable to see these gifts for what they truly are. Worse--we acknowledge they are gifts, but somehow feel we are not entitled to them or unworthy. Many of us are in stages of our lives where we do not trust people or circumstances enough to take a chance, fearing we will be worse off than when we started.

The souls have a very simple message to the earth which they have stated over and over--gifts come to us because they are meant to. There is no need to question why or how--gifts are not planned, but they correspond to circumstances in our lives the same way friends remember a birthday with a gift. People who wander into our lives when we need a friend is a special gift, although many are turned away out of fear or distrust. Opportunities for good things to happen come and go because we think too much about them. But nothing given to us is ever lost--even though it was sorely needed by us on the earth and we still did not accept it, these gifts return to the hereafter, and wait for us to cross over and understand why they were sent in the first place. It is the very point, however, that we no longer need them. So they return to the hereafter, objects of kindness and love, and grow like beautiful roses in a field of white.

I have said many times throughout the years that bereavement is a bonfire of the vanities--it is a point where we hit the bottom of our emotional, physical and philosophical barrel. This is exactly the time that we need to look around us and grab hold of whatever can keep us from disappearing into the black hole of grief. If you are bereaved, or alone, or unhappy in a place on your journey, then look around you--the gifts may not be obvious but they are there. Dont just accept them, grab them and hang on to them--they were meant to save your hope and help your soul. And they are meant for you. Accept whatever comes your way with the knowledge that somebody, whether it is here or hereafter, is concerned for you and values you. All you are required to do is say "thank you."

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