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SUZANNE CAREY
DTLAL Associate Member
Sr. Columnist

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SUZANNE CAREY


Stairway To The

HEART

Hurriedly walking down the street, Destiny once again checked the address on the business card she held in her hand. Stopping at the mailbox by the side of the road, she saw that the address did indeed match, but there was nothing there other than concrete steps leading up to an empty field. The feeling of frustration arose inside of her and she breathed deeply to calm herself down. How is this possible? she thought to herself. The man on the phone specifically gave her this address and insisted it was correct. As a matter of fact he even went so far as to have her repeat it back to him. So where in the hell was the house? In all honesty she wasn’t even sure why she agreed to come here, but the man's voice at the other end of the phone was just too compelling to ignore. Now here she was, and no house.

Deciding there was nothing more she could do, Destiny turned to leave until she heard a voice in her head telling her to stop. Pivoting around on her heels she once again looked at the open space, but this time she noticed a slight shimmering in the air. Never one to ignore signs that she felt were guided messages, she made her way up the four steps and stopped. Destiny was always very sensitive to all kinds of energy, and as she tentatively reached her hand out in front of her she could feel a slight static and with a gasp she pulled her hand back. Once again the voice in her head spoke, telling her to proceed, so she did. Pushing her way through the wall of static she felt a few moments of discomfort, but she continued on through until she arrived on the other side.Across the street stood an elderly man, bright whitehair and sparkling blue eyes, dressed in a tan colored trench coat, watched as Destiny seemingly disappeared... and he smiled.

Feeling a bit disoriented Destiny kept her eyes closed until she felt level again, then slowly opened them. Looking around all she could do was stare opened mouth at the sight that lay before her. She found herself standing in a field of tall green grass, dotted with an array of the most beautiful colored flowers as far as the eye could see. In the distance stood a mountain range in the most glorious shades of purple, surrounding by rolling hillsl of emerald green. Over to the right side off the field stood a single tree whose canopy spread out several feet on each side, a rainbow arching over it. Destiny had never seen anything more beautiful in her life, and she had to wonder if maybe this may indeed be heaven.

A presence beside her disturbed her musing and she turned to her left to see who was there. The man with the white hair and blue eyes stood beside her, but now dressed in a long white cotton robe, a hood hanging down the back, and a rope around his waist. What he lacked in height he made up for in his powerful energy, and Destiny knew he was someone of great importance. They stood together in silence for a few moments, admiring the view.

“Quite lovely here” his voice was warm and soothing “ Well done.”
“Well done?” she responded “I didn’t do this. I don't even know where I am!”
“Ah, but my child you did do this.” Stretching out his arm he acknowledged the horizon before him. “Does this not look familiar?”
Giving herself a moment, Destiny once again took in the beauty around her and began to recognize the scenery.

“Oh my goodness!” she exclaimed “This is the place I go in my head to meditate. My peaceful, happy place...” Looking at the man beside her she asked “How am I here and why?”
Walking towards the tree to the right he motioned for Destiny to follow. Finding a spot underneath the shady tree they sat together in companionable silence, and she waited for him to speak.

“Destiny my child, this is your destiny, your birthright. This is your manifestation, your creation. We brought you here so that you may see what universe is wanting to give you.” Gazing out into the distance he continued, “ How does this make you feel?”
Taking a moment to continue to soak it all in she replied “It gives me peace, its gives me joy, It fills me with love, and overwhelming gratitude.” Pausing a moment to brush away a tear she continued “Am I leaving my life on Earth? Is this why I am here?”

“No my child” he answered as he patted her hand soothingly. “We see how hard you work and the kindness you share with others. Your heart is pure and you make us so very proud. We want you to take a moment to rest and to restore your energy. Life on Earth can be very trying and we wish for you to have a real knowledge of what you have manifested and can go back to at any given time.”

Tears of joy ran uninhibitedly down Destiny’s face, having trouble believing this was real she sat in silence and allowed Joy To fill every cell of her body

Off into the distance, Destiny noticed two figures coming towards her. Something about their shape, the way they moved felt so very familiar and dear to her. Looking at the white haired man with a question in her eyes, he just nodded and smiled. Not wasting a moment, she jumped to her feet and ran across the field, not stopping until she reached the couple. Her heart pounded in her chest and when she finally stopped it took a moment for her to speak.

“Mom? Dad? Is this really you?” “Yes Des” her Father replied

“Mom? Oh My God!” Throwing her arms around them both, she cried out brokenly “I miss you so much. It's been so long.”
“Oh our beautiful daughter,” came her soft reply” we never left you. We have been with you, watching you, protecting you and loving you all this time.”

Finally managing to compose herself, Destiny and her parents walked together through the field, sharing memories she didn't know they had. After the car accident, when Destiny was just turning sixteen, she thought she had lost her parents forever. But to know they had been with her all this time was the most life affirming,joyous feeling she had every felt,

Time had no meaning as Destiny and her parents laid together in the emerald green grass of the rolling hills, talking, laughing, and just being. But time did exist as the man with the white hair and the sparkling blue eyes reminded them, and as they hugged for the final time, her parents faded into the distance. But it was with a light heart that Destiny watched them go, for she knew they were always with her and that they would be together again someday.

The man with the white hair gently guided her towards the place that she had entered. Turning her to face him, he placed the palm of his hand on the top of her head, sending her back to the concrete steps. Feeling a little bereft, she stretched out her hand, but the static was gone, and

she began to question if any of what she had heard and seen had actually happened. But as she turned to walk down the steps she heard that voice in her head saying one word... trust. Looking across the street there stood the man with the white hair and the sparkling blue eyes. And this time it was she who smiled as she headed home with a happy heart, filled with faith, love and yes...trust.

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PHOTO CREDIT: SUZANNE CAREY

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