Hello Again

Last week, I saw a documentary on The Killing of Obama Bin Laden on FOX Cable and it was quite fascinating. It was really intense but what I enjoyed more was the story of the SEALS, the most elite group of the U.S. NAVY. God, the training these men go through, it's a point of no return once you start! Unbelievable! Inspired me to get back to finishing up the book NO EASY DAY by Mark Owen, a pseudo name of one of the SEALS who killed Bin Laden. There's controversy as to who really killed Bin Laden. The one on TV, Rob O'Neill, said it was he, himself, who shot Bin Laden, not the author of the book, Mark Owen. They both claimed they were the 2nd man on line and each one shot Bin Laden. But things happened in a matter of seconds, it's hard to remember what they saw in those seconds.  But it doesn't matter. BIN LADEN IS DEAD. That's what matters most, not who did it.

Something about the documentary prompted me to get back to writing/blogging. Definitely not Bin Laden. It's the SEALS, their character, their attitude. I can't remember specifically what, but they inspired me to keep going, especially at my lowest points the past few months...

It's been awhile, a longggg while. A lot of things have happened along the way personally and globally, good, bad, happy, sad. On a personal note, I had some health issues. Subsequently, I was very angry, in denial, overwhelmed by stress, anxieties. Very depressed, I became incommunicado. I was in Silencio... I refrained from blogging, writing, even making music. I did nothing, I was nothing. I hit rock bottom. Like Bin Laden, I was dead. You can call it that.

There were things that would come along the way, but nothing was worth anything. Sometimes I would put my thoughts in a draft but never continued through. But there was something that would occur constantly, a religious experience, a connection with the Blessed Virgin Mary. I've always had a close connection with the Virgin Mary, in this life and past, past lives. But these past few months, as I said, I was incommunicado, but as much as I ignored her, I couldn't totally do so. She was always there.

When my niece, Lourdes, and her husband, Brian, were in Fatima, Portugal, in October, month of the Holy Rosary, couldn't be more special and timely, she text me right there to tell me she prayed for my particular intentions, for all of us, friends and families, all loved ones. Since then, whenever I prayed to Mary, somehow, I would hear her say, "I know about that."
She knew. And when I'd pray for my family, especially for my mother, and everyone I could think of, again she'd say, "I know about that," as if everyone, everything that Loudette and Brian prayed for in their visit to Fatima, she knew already. They didn't have to go to Fatima to pray for us. The Blessed Virgin hears our prayers wherever we are, but that trip of theirs made it so very special for us all. Like she knew us all personally, and she knew our wants and needs before we could even utter them.
And through it all, one word, one word, she would repeatedly tell me in a whisper, "Miraculous."
Then she adds another word to it -  a secret, a mighty secret!

It's been like that since... And my moods turned into bliss.

Meanwhile, even before Fatima happened in October, I have 3 girlfriends who didn't know one another, 2 of them, Lulu and Clara, like voices from the past, called me out of the blue! Both had the same experience - they found my phone number out of their old, old address/phone books from about the 1990s and early 2000s respectively. Both are very religious, have had visionary experiences, and both are very close to the Blessed Virgin Mary. Then Chris, who organized our Pilgrimage to the Holy Land last 2013, called me to invite me to join their upcoming pilgrimage to the places of the apparitions of the Blessed Virgin Mary in Fatima, Lourdes, and Medjugore, plus other religious tours next year. When they called me separately, yet almost right after the other, I felt it was Mother Mary who was doing this through them. More than felt, I knew.

And today... today is her feast day, the Feast of the Immaculate Conception. How special is that!
And today, too, someone sent me a Paul McCartney at Kennedy Center Honors, and guess what one of his finale numbers was, LET IT BE. Check out the lyrics -

"Let It Be"

When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be
And in my hour of darkness
She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

And when the broken-hearted people
Living in the world agree
There will be an answer, let it be
For though they may be parted
There is still a chance that they will see
There will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Yeah, there will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be
Ah, let it be, yeah, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be
I wake up to the sound of music,
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
Oh, there will be an answer, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, yeah, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be

And I'm back into writing again?!... Today, December 8, Feastday of our Lady?!


Miraculous!