Healing Stories

We feel, universally, that everyone will at some point in their life, endure similar experiences. The story may be different but the jist will be the same. We all will be dealing with at some point, trust issues, times we need to let go of situaions and or people and moving thorough sadness, pain and on...

"A Sacred Memory" is in hope we can help be a point of light to facilitate positive shifts by sharing our stories, creating an inspirational product line of heart and transformational gifts as well as participating in partnering with other like minded people and companies to help in this effort. We realize we are all in this together and if we are to thrive/survive in these uncertain times, major changes need to occur. We realize in order for this to begin to change, we needed to do the work internally in order to create and share it with others. This is the major key that will open all doorways to change.

| Trust | Hope Blooms | True Love | More Stories |

Trust is a central point in all relationships. Can we clear up the past and start anew without the insecurity of preceding experiences and view TRUST as a life teacher? Trust is a giant commitment in any relationship.

As 1997 progressed with our President in the toughest situation of his life I sat back to see what would come forward in the months ahead.. The word TRUST kept running in and out mind, in books, on the radio, TV, in conversations.. Trust issues were appearing in my life with individuals I hired, in my children's lives with those they were in relationship with, friends and then, our most visible role model, our President.

Trust - What does TRUST encompass? How about, faith in, confidence, partnership, depend upon, count on? Trusting someone who is a role model for our country, its people, its children, his child? WOW, what an awesome responsibility!! Did our President really understand the depth of this virtue?

Observing Mr. Clinton on television on a few occasions and looking straight into his eyes I wanted to see more, feel more. I wanted to view that window to his heart and soul..

How do we get past the judgment to what is really going on with others? How do we look beneath all the layers and see more? And do we truly want to see more?

Or, will this bring us to an uncomfortable place.. sometimes to our own life's issues and those who encircle our own world. I listened to endless comments about our Presidents behavior as many dissected his life issues. How many of their own personal issues have been tucked under that old carpet creating a mound they themselves have ignored ?

What was Bill Clinton mirroring to us? What is the lesson in this history, changing experience? Trust.. Is it that I wanted to go beyond what some were ignoring or not ready to see, feel and get to the depth of his heart? Rebuilding Trust...Maybe we need to begin to view the top role models in our land and work our way down to truly create changes in our own lives, our families, our communities....The top hasn’t always been the best, personal example. Countless public individuals have worked so diligently on their professional lives and little on their personal ..

Was what happened with our President an opportunity for each of us to look beyond in a new light within this virtue called TRUST .

Mr. President, you were an example for us to learn from and what an awesome opportunity for you to begin working on your own personal issues You've been too busy with public duties and ignored probably the most important aspect of your life. The days and nights you felt most alone could have created the desire to move forward to heal your past. It is in our pain that we normally grow the most. Thank you Mr. President for what could be the biggest lesson of our lives and I truly hope this was a pinnacle point in yours.

As I began writing this a few weeks ago for my .com company I felt a need for this to be the next mini story. A month ago or more Bill Clinton was on the front page of our newspaper with an apology for what occurred many months prior.

We are now at crossroads with a new President ready to stand before us. I believe after the next four years our country will make a giant shift. REBUILDING TRUST will be a big leap in our new tomorrow's..

The design of our mini embracing hands was a decision of our graphic designer, Maryanne. Hands are an intimate symbolism of trust. When we are in TRUST with another , a coming together in this personal manner is a instinctive comfort.

Try holding the hand of those that haven’t been trustworthy? What a test for our hearts!!!

Rebuilding Trust mini folio will begin the healing process in many partnerships. For some, it will create closure to a relationship that’s meant to end.   view trust mini

Hope Blooms...

Hope Blooms was birthed when my son was very ill . There was major doubts about his health in the medical community as no one could figure out what was going on with him. I’ve always been an optimist and cheered others in a new direction when they were down.

This time it was me needing the cheering but not much came my/our way.

Not many knew of this situation due to my son's request. The few who were privy didn't know what to say or do. Some family stayed completely away not a word or note of support . How does one handle illness virtually alone? How does one handle seeing a loved one hanging on to only his mothers cheers?

"We will find a way. You will get well." were the words I cheered daily. I was so passionate about finding an answer and when no answer came forth our days were filled with his fears and doubts. I found myself in this whirlwind of losing FAITH, TRUST and the days became more difficult.

I thought about a folio to help others get through the roughest moments of their lives.. A cushion to comfort those who truly need that boost . Support from family and friends is so vital in difficult times .. I also wanted to help others who were afraid to come forward to nurture those in need. As well as ease into this new way of expressing support. A mini folio that others could write personalizing their support and love. I feel personalized thoughts and sentiments are more powerful than the generic greeting cards of today. Contemplation of a mini folio was running through my mind. HOPE>>>HOPE>>HOPE>>>A mini folio about HOPE>>RENEWING HOPE? Hummm...

I thought about a graphic that symbolized HOPE and asked my cousin if she could take a photo of nature in this quest. Daffodils are the flower of HOPE>>>I thought about the image of a daffodil on the front of the mini folio.. I chatted with Janet about this idea. She is a gifted, self taught, photographer and is always at the right place only seconds away from phenomenal photos. . She knew of a daffodil hill and drove one afternoon to take the photo of HOPE...She called me in excitement and wonder that unfolded before her eyes. The wind was blowing a gale that afternoon and there in front of her were daffodils coming together as if they were hugging each other in this powerful wind storm. Supporting, loving, caring. She was emotional about this encounter and when I viewed the photo I knew this was HOPE>>>>HOPE BLOOMS>>>

Not too many things keep me down for too long and with support from a few family members and a couple of friends, my angels and my Sagittarius attitude I brushed the dreariness off and began anew looking at the smallest blessings that came my way. I would share these blessings with my son and even though his depression was in full weeded germination I saw a spark come forth from his eyes.. A moment of joy, a moment of wonder, one moment of thankfulness, a moment of peace.

This didn't happen daily or weekly but in moments and I realized this was a beginning.

In my search for answers even the most distinguished physicians gave us doubts. Test after test, no answers.. One doctors visit that's still fresh in my mind was a respected physician sitting behind his burl desk holding his designer pen with many framed diplomas facing our way. This man came forward with very little hope. I looked past him in his doubt and told him we would find the answers. He looked at me as if I was from another planet. As I dissected this news, his opinion, I sensed I needed to be much more involved I told my sons doctor, “ Joseph WILL GET WELL!! “

As days, months passed it seemed like I swept the entire globe via internet researching anything and everything. I went to the library countless times. I e-mailed strangers in hope of bits and pieces .I talked to friends of friends who knew someone who had Josephs symptoms and begin to place our pieces together...Links here and there.. Bit by bit we began to find more and more answers. And guess what? Joseph got better and stronger .

My son went from taking maybe a dozen strong, mind potent, meds to almost med free. His body is still healing and there needs to be another giant effort to help him find a remission, cure for his rheumatoid arthritis. I believe it will come to pass when he is willing to make that commitment. He's busy now making up for the 3 years of confusion, illness, 20 hours of sleeping and is regaining his life back.

I sometimes see him viewing the blessings surrounding us and a smile comes forth of gratitude. Singing and endless laughter now surround his being. “Hope Blooms” will be a beacon of light for countless who will face challenging times. Thank you, my angels for another gift to share with the world...   view hope blooms mini

True Love...

Why do we hold on to others when they want to go, to do, and be?

I asked myself this over and over again during an ending of a relationship. In many of my former relationships, I was the one who chose to leave. This time, the lesson changed. I never experienced the penetrating feeling of someone leaving me. This happened without preparation which brings it to another level of learning.

In my life, it seems, my lessons have been deeply rooted. My lessons have touched my soul profoundly, probably because I needed to journey to the depths of my heart to be able to help others who were struggling.

A few years back, I re-connected with a man I had a past romantic relationship with for a short while. Back then, I needed to leave the relationship because he was holding anger from his divorce and it seemed every time we got together it ended up in a conversation about his unfinished business from the past. I tried to have compassion and understanding but there comes a point in time when one sees that others must do some more work alone and so I moved on. We each were dating others so our relationship was really in the beginning stages and there were no residual effects.

A few years later, we re-connected again by phone. He told me he moved in with a woman shortly after "us" and that relationship ended after four years, 4 months prior to our latest re-connecting. I had asked him a few times if he was over this person and he assured me he was. I really don't like involving myself in new romantic relationships when there are uncertainties about a last involvement.

Our time together was developing into a comfortable one. Four or five months passed and I began to notice something was up with him. He disappeared for an evening and it wasn't like him not to be in communication with me even if it was via phone. He became a little distant after that and I found myself asking him a few times... "What was up?" He wouldn't share his true feelings and so I found myself asking more inward questions. "Do I want someone in my
life that cannot share his TRUTH? How do we grow in relationship if there's this gap between us?" I finally asked him these questions; he wasn't willing to go there.

A few weeks passed. I sensed his old girlfriend was in the picture again. One evening, I had a profound dream. I shared my dream with him and he looked puzzled and wanted no part of the confusion. I then asked him a question that totally threw him off guard... (Name changed) "Steve, are you looking at my heart when a situation comes up that involves me?" This wasn't too threatening and by his reaction I sensed he felt he wasn't being fair with me. I don't think anyone had ever asked him this question before nor I felt he hadn't looked too many times in this direction, perhaps caught up with so much emotion with his own stuff.

I had to rely on my dream and intuition to put together the pieces. Time has a mysterious way of revealing the TRUTH... I kept asking myself "Do I want this sort of relationship in my life?" I kept coming up with a NO in my mind.

The last time Steve and I were together I had arranged for him to see a well-known Russian healer for his back. He had two botched surgeries and was in so much pain, I felt I could help him find someone to relieve some or all of the pain he was enduring. The day of the appointment, I sensed Steve didn't want me to go with him, as he didn't want to face me. On our way to the healer, nothing much was said. I was able to really take a look at Steve, a
young adult, in a 50-year-old man's body. I asked to hold his hand thinking this would get him to his heart and feelings.

He wanted no part of my hand.

I let him be and we arrived at the Russian healer's home. The healer was able to pinpoint Steve's problem. As the man ran his hand up and down Steve's spine, something profound happened. Steve looked at me with this sort of wonder as his never-ending pain vanished. He then looked at me with this unconditional love in his eyes. It was if everything else, all the stuff in
his life, didn't matter. All that mattered was this moment in time. Our hearts/souls connected briefly and the session ended. A half hour later, Steve was back in his reality. In that moment, I knew I had to let him go, again.

For the next few weeks I was pushed and pulled in emotions. I didn't want to look at his heart, his lessons, his this, and his that. It was a time to think about me. I realized I had to grieve this loss. Steve couldn't or wouldn't, share anything this deep and so I needed get to a place of acceptance, a place of peace, of forgiveness, and ultimately, unconditional love.

I knew all of this in my mind. But my heart needed to catch up. I saw glimpses of Steve's heart from time to time, and what I viewed through all the protection was love. This was my lesson too. What was Steve mirroring to me? I asked for help from my angels, God and my small group of friends.

One inspiring morning, this poem flowed through me. I remembered a poem about letting go. I felt the world needed something more. I wrote this as if I was Steve.

Because you love me
let me go free..
to do
to grow
and to be...

Because you love me
let me go in peace...
to learn
to explore
and so much more...

Because you love me
stop holding on
for only you...
look to my heart
in this too...

Because you me
you would understand
life sometimes creates
another plan...

And if you truly love me
you would clearly see
this fate was just
not meant
for only me...

Inside of card...

Thank you for sharing a part of your life with me...

Back of Card..

True Love is a life process...

Has "letting go" of you been a challenge for the special person who has been an important part of your life? Can they feel that a part of truly loving someone is understanding that life creates changes, and that embracing those changes helps us to open to new experiences we are all meant to encounter?

"Truly loving" is about letting go and empowering the other person to do, to grow and to be. Letting go brings us to a new level of understanding, acceptance, and a place called peace. Letting go helps us to lessen our judgments of people's life decisions.

Do they also realize that "truly loving" someone is also about loving themselves and believing there is a greater plan for them as well?

Share " A Sacred Memory" folio and perhaps include your thoughts, feelings and memories with the special someone who has been an integral part of this life process. And please remember that "truly loving" them is about looking into their heart during this ending too...

----- Steve and I connected later that year. He wanted to resume our relationship. My angels had other plans for me. Steve, wherever you are in the world, I wish you unconditional love...   view true love mini

Cynthia Long
Creator of A Sacred Memory
CynthiaLong23@gmail.com