Divine Intervention

Divine intervention comes in all forms.

I have a cousin who is the closest relationship I've ever had to a sibling. He is like a brother to me. I've watched him suffer for many years. Physically, mentally, emotionally. I'll not share those struggles here, as it is not my tale to tell. But each time I've seen him over the past few years, I walk away praying for him. Praying for a shift. For the light to break through.

Two weeks ago, I came home for a visit. On my third day, in an attempt to ease his pain, I did some Reiki for him. In the midst of this session, I knew it would take a miracle for this energy to work for him. There was so much blockage that it seemed as if the work could barely scratch the surface.

Two days later, he was hit by a vehicle while riding his bicycle. Part of me feels responsible. Not saying if that's a good or bad thing. Just saying that it is.

It appears as if this tragedy may have finally opened up the door for him to begin a healing that he has desparately needed for years. Certainly it moved some things. Has affected his personal relationships deeply. Created some intervention that would not have otherwise been possible. Eased some of the burden that he had been shouldering alone.

Several times now, I've witnessed what appears to be tragedy open up tremendous opportunity that would not otherwise have surfaced. And each time I stand in awe.

This has been a very surreal occurance. I have yet to see him, yet I still feel humbled in the wake of his experience. Moment by moment a piece of my spirit sends silent prayers for continued intervention by God. And I stand as an observer watching the miracle unfold.