Ready or Not?

About two months ago I was talking with my friend when an overwhelming emotion came over me. It was very loving but also concerned. It was not a feeling of being possessed, just a quieting of my own thoughts and sitting back and listening to myself speak. His mother had also passed away about a year after mine did. She told him to stop holding on to the things he blamed himself for. To stop remembering them every day and how that wasn’t healthy. I felt the urgency of her need for him to understand and let go. I felt her worry and her strong love as his mother. It was odd for me to feel that toward my friend, but once she had said what she wanted to I felt normal again. No weird transition or feeling of not having control over my body. I believe if I had wanted to fight it, the battle would have been easy for me, but it was something that was needed and again, the choice. Willing and able; I knew he needed to hear what she had to say. I was worried he’d freak out if I told him who really said that, but at the same time I felt that it would have more impact and meaning considering I was physically saying things I really had no idea about. I knew her words to him would carry a much greater value then my own. I did end up telling him and he took it well. He had to let everything sink in by himself for a while, but in that situation I think anyone else would have done the same. Always Keep Asking…

-Britt