TALES FROM THE BOBBI LAMA

When I get together with family, I feel so fortunate, especially when distant ones visit and I have a large portion of my family together in one place and time. I learn so much more about them, and me, the more time I spend noticing how our priorities keep transitioning with age, and how maturity softens some principles and cements others. I so enjoy sitting back and observing them chatter at the table, absorbed in the love and pride I have in that beautiful moment. My favorite part now is knowing my late husband is also there around us all sharing that as well. I can feel him when I open that other-dimensional discernment in my mind. I use that intuitive awareness to invite him there and, this last visit, I mentally heard him say, “I never left.”

I also learn about myself as I see how I now observe us all, not just as personalities living a related physical experience, but as souls, each on his or her own journey. We have all faced challenges that have taught us to be more forgiving, more compassionate, and more grateful. The sharing of our time together becomes even more meaningful, as I can see how we have each served one another as a teacher of these lessons. And as our souls travel this physical time together, I also know we are part of the infinite Oneness of the vast energy field of the Divine that is us all. And so we chatter away about the issues of the day, all the while teaching one another such great lessons in how to share Love.