Guest Post by Beth McGill, Thrive Flourish & Grow
It was October 11, 2012, at 9:00 PM and I held my mom’s hands as she took her final breath on this planet. My entire world was turned upside down and inside out. My mom was gone. My body felt numb. She had been my rock, my best friend and my everything! When something good happened to me, I called her. When something bad happened, I called her. I suddenly felt alone in a way that I couldn’t express in words. Then, later that night as I lay in bed in the hotel room I cried, not sobbing, just tears streaming down my face. I finally relaxed and lying on my back, I felt my mom’s spirit press down on the blanket around my shoulders, like she was tucking me in for the last time. The bed moved downward enough for me to realize that this was real. It wasn’t a dream.
Immediately, I started out on a personal journey. Was it a mental journey or a spiritual journey? I had no clue, but I knew that my life needed something.
I started to question everything! I started to be aware of anything!
In a few short months, the timing was right, and I invested in a one-day retreat in Santa Barbara with a coach that I had listened to on a local radio station.
It was January 12th, 2013. Continue reading