On Sunday, while laying down before going to sleep, I could feel that Nesrin was restless. She had a very busy week ahead, quietly, she was organizing her plan of attack, not knowing if she would be able to accomplish it all.
Anyway, while typing on the computer and without raising my head I said, “talk to your mother, she will guide you.”
She turned to me with a puzzled face.
_ As a kid I was raised by my Catholic grandparents and attended a conservative Catholic school, but I never followed the “church customs.” I was never a ‘religious’ person but I was always a ‘spiritual’ one.
Meaning: a religious person follows traditions and participates in the rituals advocated by their respective faiths. Being spiritual but not religious means you do not need a church or an organized religion to live a life of faith. It has nothing to do with being a good or a bad person.
_ When any of us is getting ready to embark on an adventure, I always remind them to not forget to pray. I’m not reminding them to repeat a memorized prayer, one that has been already programmed in their subconscious, not fully aware of the words being recited or its meaning; I’m reminding them to talk to the saints.
What do I mean by saints?
I’m not talking about church saints, Saint Peter or Saint Paul, I’m talking about our saints, our angels; the people that have been part of our lives, people that we cared about and were kind and protective of us; people that we love but sadly have passed away.
So when I told Nesrin to talk to her mother or remind our kids to pray, I am asking them to speak from their hearts to the people that they cared about, like her mother, their grandparents or my dear Abuelita; to call on them for guidance, for wisdom and for strength.
Keep in mind, our loved ones are always listening and watching over us. They are the Saints above!
By Friday, Nesrin had a very successful week and was feeling at ease.
Peace out :)
Who I am today as a person is largely due to my failures!