Semicolon savior VIII

*Trigger warning, this may cause feelings to arise dealing with loss.

It was not uncommon to see folks waiting outside before we drew the blinds and opened the front door. The silhouette images at times felt as if we were the high tech electronics store on the eve of a Black Friday sale. Needless to say, we were pulled to show up even when we weren’t in the best of spirits or health. Not many knew what battles we conquered behind the scenes, putting a smile on our faces, the public knowing none the wiser. It was late morning when I yelled up to Gage to come down to the basement for a minute. “Babe, I’m going to need you to go into the bathroom and confirm what I am fearing.” Coming back up the stairs and wiping his eyes I knew we had lost him. I can’t explain how I knew it was a boy, but the truth rang loudly in my heart. “We are going to have to stay through this” I said to Gage straightening my shirt and looking in the back mirror at my hair. “Are you sure Victoria you feel up to it?” I was already on the phone with my sister who was a labor and delivery nurse, shaking my head to confirm and pointing to the front door. Putting my hand to the speaker I whispered, “we can get through lunch and close early, I love you.” I’ll admit the shift was a blur and I wasn’t sure how I was going to get through this at all. What had I done? We successfully had beautiful heathy children, what went wrong this time? I had never experienced this before (to my knowledge) and I wasn’t sure how I was ever going to overcome the thought of our child ever living in that buildings drain pipes. I was forever changed in that moment.

It was about once a week that the Guru came in bringing the most delicious and exquisite tasting foods I have ever had. They were full of spices and flavors my pallet had yet to be exposed to. Being in a larger city we had the resources available to experience many different types of cultural foods, but this was different. It was completing a large part of a circle from around the world. My favorite were these sweet puffs that melted in your mouth. We traded our coffee and both sides of the relationship felt compensated by the other. How amazing and fulfilling it was to have this happening outside of the governing system to sell and purchase. My very close friend Maria was sitting at the middle table, glancing over at me enjoying the new dish.“Now, your gonna’ have to let me try one of those sometime.” Smiling while wiping my mouth with a napkin I said “Sister, the next time he brings in a meal, it is yours.” She was one of my saving graces and also drove me crazy at times with her honesty. It was correct however that when she said we were like family it rang true. We talked a lot about God and politics and that was one of the reasons why I loved her. The two topics most have a hard time engaging in, we openly talked about together. This was one of the awesome features about our shop, the power it had of getting people to engage with one another, even about the deep stuff.

Around 9pm that night Gage and I climbed into bed. Putting the Solfeggio CD into the only remaining player we had in the house. “I wonder what this is going to be like” Gage said quietly while getting situated in between the sheets and tucking his pillow. “I’m not sure what to expect either.” Mostly what I heard regarding frequencies was just to broadcast a television show. Was this going to be a bunch of static noise? I couldn’t recall where I had first heard about this, but it compelled me to order the CD accompanied by an amazing looking pendant. It was a beautiful blue marble with a pattern resembling that of a flower. The healing power the advertisement mentioned was deep rooted within our DNA. The CD only had 2 songs both averaging 3 hours each. As the player turned on, a calming voice ushered us along on this new found journey. I felt my body relax while I focused on my breathing in 2, 3, 4 holding 1, 2, out 2, 3, 4... a visual image came behind my eyes of wavy lines and colors. Suddenly a beam of light split vertically coming out from the center of my head. This white light separated my head directly down the middle hemisphere and stretched perfectly around the room.