Ruth Roaming

LIAM IN THE NOT YET LUSH RUTH'S ROSE GARDEN

Thoughts, memories, images, dreams are all flooding in lately; or are they welling up from inside?   Visuals of childhood trips, Florida visits to my parents and conversations, snapshots and even videos of my mother, Ruth.  All in my head.  Are these from my forays into Meditation, Yoga, and Body Prayer?  Am I  awakening dormant energy out there or letting out repressed, forgotten events?  Or is it both?  Not sure.  I  feel like I cannot stop the thoughts, they just keep coming-Ruth is roaming about in my everyday life.  Not surprising as last Saturday, March 24th was the two year anniversary of her death.  I do not recall having Ruth connections last year- that was the snowy winter. This March was warm, as was March of 2010. Maybe the similar warmth has been a catalyst.  Last week we entered spring chronologically then leaped into summer temperatures.  The week was full of record breaking temps in the 70's, resulting in an explosion of early blooming flowers and trees.  Early in the week, I put out Ruth's Rose Garden sign.  Ruth's favorite photo of Liam is etched on the sign-it is the one she kept on her desk.  See next photo.

RUTH'S ROSE GARDEN OFFICIALLY OPEN

I wondered if this would  produce some karmic energy manifesting itself in a sign from Ruth.  Didn't know what I was hoping for, but something that would make me think of her. Nothing out of the ordinary happened all week.

Friday, March 23 was the day for Liam's biannual shots.  He does not like even entering the vet's office.

This time our experience is different.  Very shortly after we are seated in the waiting room (yes, Liam sits next to me on the bench)  we are asked to come back to the examination room. Wait, this is not the routine procedure. Usually, one of the staff comes out, takes Liam, endures his kisses and jumps, and disappears with him into one of the back rooms.  The injections are completed out of my sight.  Why are we going inside?  and together?  Going inside with me reminds Liam of the annual physical, an appointment during which he cries and groans. We are welcomed into the exam room by Kenny.  As Liam tries to back out, Kenny asks info while making entries on the PC.  Then he says, "Let's weigh Liam."  Liam slumps, stiffens, I cannot lift him; he has made himself dead weight, limp, immovable. There is no "give" here; I will need Kenny's professional assistance.

 LIAM AS A DEAD WEIGHT

Kenny steps in, lifts Liam up onto the metal weigh machine. Oh, Liam is upset.  I cannot believe he is only 34 pounds.  He felt a stone statue.  Kenny leaves.  I am confused.  What about the shots?  We are alone about 5 minutes. Seems like much longer.
Then Kenny returns with another person, a woman, petite, smiling,  I see a syringe in her hand.  She is older than I am.  She verifies with me that Liam is getting two injections, "Yes, a double dose today,"  I say.  I am still wondering why our visit has been ratcheted-up to an inside room, to a two person meeting, with a weigh-in and updates to the file. This appointment is special. Very caring and nice. Then I see the nameplate. The vet is Ruth.  Ruth is here!  Liam relaxes with her touch.  Here is a Ruth to comfort Liam.  And a double dose of Ruth, as her last name is almost identical to my mother's close friend in Fl. also a Ruth. Two Ruth's represented.  Wow. Shots administered by Ruth with Kenny holding Liam. Then we are done. We say goodbye, thank you, all that.

LIAM ROAMS THE GARDEN

I take it as an "Ruth" appearance for Liam, for me, for the anniversary.  I might have asked at the front, if the vet is new, visiting, and why the change in the procedure. I don't. I want it to be a Ruth sign.  If  I receive plausible explanations then the magic will be determined a coincidence.  No, I want it to be more.  

I am not sure if we will see our loved ones again.  If we do will they recognize us? Will we know them? 

I take what I can get now.  The "Ruth " vet is our sign and a double dose for two years she has been gone.  I know, a reach, perhaps, a little wacky.  I am open to such occurrences/visitations. Trying to be more so.

reflecting

thinking

focusing

on signs, energy, thoughts, memories, premonitions, messages  from wherever they come.

LIAM SURVEYING THE LAND, GARDEN UPPER LEFT

Woof, Woof