May the fourth be with you

We all have eyes to see and ears to hear. Some of us live by listening and seeing. Some of us want to know more and seek guidance. Some of us like to ignore it. You know what I mean… that feeling you should do something or not to… This has nothing to do with emotions or thoughts, it is just an inner knowing. I have noticed for myself, the more I live in the moment, seeing and hearing, the stronger the messages become. The key is trusting what your inner voice is telling you. The good voice. 

I had always relied on my mom, Lisa Palmehn, to help make sense of my experiences. Eyes to see, ears to hear. I would often over analyze and lose focus of what my voice was trying to tell me. I often struggled with knowing if I was supposed to give a message. “What was I supposed to do this? What if a message is missed or not received well?” She was always very reassuring while reminding me she didn’t have all of the answers.She helped me realize if I was not still enough, I would miss the moment entirely.

Just write it down with the date. Have a special notebook. One day you might make a connection and know who was supposed to get the message. You also might have someone you know you are supposed to give a message to. The important thing to do is follow through. Be still and you will know.”

I promised my mom I would share her stories and the importance of living by listening, and how powerful this simple act can be.   My mom reminded me of a time we had been leaving a dentist appointment at Southdale Medical Center. While we were riding the elevator down, she had a vision. In her vision, we were leaving the building, and she was to see a woman she knew, who was going to be getting some news. My mom was supposed to put her hand on her shoulder and tell her “Everything is going to be okay”. No less, no more. Just as soon as it began, the vision ended as the elevator doors opened.

No words were spoken as we walked down the hall to leave the building. As we approached the first set of doors to leave, an acquaintance of hers was walking in. At the time, my mom hardly knew this person, I’m talking about someone you know nothing about, whom you have never had a real conversation with, but you know them.

Though they exchanged smiles my mom was anxious with what she was to do. Remember, the more you live to listen the easier it gets. At the time, this was a really strong message, so strong she felt almost paralyzed.  The message was lost in translation. Unbeknownst to my mom, this acquaintance was on her way to an Oncology appointment and was about to receive a diagnosis of breast cancer.  

Can you imagine the kind of impact that would have had? Imagine yourself, going into an appointment where you might get some news like this. What would you do, if someone you hardly knew, and maybe only saw a handful of times, stopped you on the way in. What if they knew nothing about you, they didn’t know why you were in the same building, or what not…. Yet they knew to tell you “Everything is going to be okay.”

My mom regretted not sharing this message and had so much pain and guilt because of it. Years later, when the time was right she knew she was to share this with her now friend. Her friend was so excited to hear this story and it was healing in itself. Her friend reflected on when she was going into the appointment, she had prayed for God to give her the answer of her test results. This was a very healing moment for both involved. My mom also learned from her mistake, and to trust the voice within.

My mom truly did live to listen, she truly did have eyes to see and ears to hear. This last year and a half has been really transforming for me. I have grown more comfortable in my experiences and sharing them when I feel called to. As I said earlier in this post, I made a promise to my mom to share her stories, and I will. I promised her that I would tell about the things she saw and did. I promised that I would share about what I have seen, what I have done. Though I initially have guilt for not sharing one sooner, this story taught me when the timing is right, the story can be shared. This is a journey and we are all continuously learning. The most important thing is to not ignore the voice within. Live to listen. Trust the voice within and use your voice.

Though I initially have guilt for not sharing one sooner, this story taught me when the timing is right, the story can be shared. This is a journey and we are all continuously learning. The most important thing is to not ignore the voice within. Let go of what is holding you back. You have no idea how much your story might change someone else’s day, week or life. Be in this moment. You will never get this moment back. Live to listen. Trust the voice within and use your voice.

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