Back from the dead and I brought something back with me
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Sorry String another repeat lol
According to a study of patients who have received transplanted organs, particularly hearts, it is not uncommon for memories, behaviours, preferences and habits associated with the donor to be transferred to the recipient.
I found this particular case study so profound and beautiful I decided to post it here. A modern Romeo and Juliet of sorts I know skeptics will argue it is all just a coincidence but - (I am a believer - it is not a dream - it is reality )
Eternal love - A powerful force that transcends the wheel of space and time - An invisible thread that connects everything in the universe - A primal energy that flows and fills tirelessly - the heart - the essence - the source of all Universal Truths
Love is Divine - and to find another who can give so completely - filling the very essence of your being with so much love that your sense of self and ego dissolve - to the point there is only pure essence of spirit left - When two loving hearts join - it is like two rivers meeting to become one, winding there way through the valleys of emotion until they reach the ocean of eternal joy.
Where the dream becomes reality and through deeper understanding the veil that once separated the world of spirit from matter can finally be lifted - where all elements and forces combine to become one - a cosmic dance of divine spiritual love - this is the primal energy source all life seeks - to become fully awake and see all the layers and dimensions of reality - so beautiful and perfect - creation with divinity, flesh with spirit.
Love is the power that moves the universe, the day of life, the night of death, and the new day after death. The radiance of this universe sends us a message of love and says that all creation came from love … Love leads to light. Mascaro
The donor was an 18-year-old boy killed in an automobile accident. The recipient was an 18-year-old girl diagnosed with endocarditis and subsequent heart failure.
The donor's father, a psychiatrist, said:
My son always wrote poetry. We had waited more than a year to clean out his room after he died. We found a book of poems he had never shown us, and we've never told anyone about them. One of them has left us shaken emotionally and spiritually. It spoke of his seeing his own sudden death. He was a musician, too, and we found a song he titled "Danny, My Heart Is Yours"—the words about how my son felt he was destined to die and give his heart to someone. He had decided to donate his organs when he was 12 years old. We thought it was quite strong, but we thought they were talking about it in school. When we met his recipient, we were so…we didn't know, like, what it was. We don't know now. We just don't know.
The recipient reported:
When they showed me pictures of their son, I knew him directly. I would have picked him out anywhere. He's in me. I know he is in me and he is in love with me. He was always my lover, maybe in another time somewhere. How could he know years before he died that he would die and give his heart to me? How would he know my name is Danny? And then, when they played me some of his music, I could finish the phrases of his songs. I could never play before, but after my transplant I began to love music. I felt it in my heart. My heart had to play it. I told my mom I wanted to take guitar lessons—the same instrument Paul [the donor] had played. His song is in me. I feel it a lot at night and it's like Paul is serenading me.
The recipient's father reported:
My daughter, she was what you say….a hell-raiser. Until she got sick—they say from a dentist, they think—she was the wild one. Then she became quite quiet. I think it was her illness, but she said she felt more energy, not less. She said she wanted to play an instrument and she wanted to sing. When she wrote her first song, she sang about her new heart as her lover's heart. She said her lover had come to save her life.
I care deeply about the environment and have grave concerns about the current trajectory mankind is on. I detest consumerism and the theory that a progressively greater consumption of goods is economically beneficial - because all it will ever do is lead to excessive waste ( can we afford that ?? on a planet with such limited resources.) I am against all forms of human exploitation / victimisation and believe it is only by understanding human nature we can ever hope to heal ourselves ( humanity ) or this beautiful planet ( we call home ).