My Friday started in the best possible way, with a smile from my almost 3 year old grandson Nico. As we FaceTimed Nico asked – “Vovó, Sammy’s in the water?”
“I think he might be in the stars”, I replied. But Nico was adamant and with a big toothy grin stated – “Sammy’s in the sea.”
After hanging up, Jorge and I got ready for a paddle. It was windier than the forecast had called and there was a lot of Sahara Dust in the air. Still, after losing Sam we prefer to be out of the house, so after a short debate as to which side would be better we opted for Haulover. While this wouldn’t usually be my choice, it was my suggestion even though Jorge thought the north shore might be smoother. So off we went only to find that the wind was directly hitting that beach and the water wasn’t still at all.
And yet something beckoned me towards the water and eventually into it. I have been steadily practicing non resistance so I tuned into my feelings and moved with the flow.
As I put on my mask and slipped off the board, something caught my attention – a flicker just off to the right of my face. I looked again. A tiny little fish the length of my thumb came into full view. It floated a few inches in front of my eyes and as I cupped my hands it rested in them and faced me. In that instant I knew it was Sam. My heart flooded with love and tears filled my eyes. This tiny and beautiful little creature was connecting with me in the most magical way. Almost cartoonish in its perfection and speckled with grey and beige against a silvery gold background, it was Sam telling me – “Here I am playing with you in another shape and form. I, like you, can be anything, experience anything I desire. In this dimension there is no time or space and I can move freely from one expression to another, coming in and out of the physical as I wish. Nothing is permanent and as I flow with my desires, lifetimes are created. The love that you feel for me is the love that you are. And I am here for you always.”
Sammy the fish swam with me for over an hour coming in and out to play when I beckoned with my cupped palms, the sun shimmering over his little body as he floated in an inch or two of water right in front of my eyes. At other times Jorge said he’d be swimming next to my neck where I could occasionally feel the gentle flutter of his delicate fins.
As time came to leave I explained that his home now was here and I had to go back to mine, and with full hearts and twinkly eyes we parted.
Who says magic isn’t real? Believe it or not…
n.b. – After searching far and wide for a picture of this little fish and not finding anything like it, I decided to leave it to your imagination.
Wonderful! Thanks for sharing this beautiful experience !
…and Love!
What a magical experience!!! Thank you for sharing this heartfelt story. It brought tears of live to my eyes. Your love is a true blessing .
Ariel