About fifteen years ago as I was sitting on the floor with my little net book on my knee typing away at my first book completely lost in my memory files, when I heard me fathers voice speaking to me.
It was about 2 o’clock in the morning (the stillness of the night is the best time for me to write, it always has been) .
”Isabella your mother is very upset by what you are writing.”
“What do you mean daddy?”
”Your mother does not like what you are saying about her.”
“I’m sorry daddy, but I can’t change a word because what I’m writing is the truth and you no it is.”
”Yes, But your mum is upset by it.”
“Then that’s something she will have to think about herself daddy, because I have had to live with what she said and did to me all those years ago. I can’t change what she said, and I can’t change what she did. All I’m doing is telling my story, I’m telling the truth and I need to do that. Please tell her that I love her and I always will. But I’m not going to not tell my story.”
My father said he would tell her and then he was gone.
I sat for a while looking into space, thinking to my self, ‘was I doing the right thing’ - yes of course I was. But I didn’t like the thought of my mother being upset, that upset me.
Just as I was about to start writing again a very bright white flash, just like a bolt of lightening shot across the key pad of my net book right in front of me. It shot across the keys, and I thought, ‘Dear God, now what’s wrong’.
I started pressing lots of keys to make sure it was still working, it was thank goodness. So what the heck had just happened?
I continued on typing for a few minutes, then like I always do, I stopped writing and went back over what I had just typed to make sure it made sense.
And that’s when I spotted it.
A little circle with a smily face, right in the middle of my writing.
Now your all going to say, well that’s just an emoji, you must have pressed a button to get it.
My little net book has only a word processor on it. No gimmicks, no emoji of any sort. and anyway, this smily face was in black and white, the same colour as the typing, and I wasn’t anywhere near the screen when it appeared.
My net book is 16 years old ( and still going strong) and I know you might not believe this, but in 2014/5 I didn’t know what an emoji was and my husband ( the computer expert) assures me that there is nothing on the computers hard drive, or operating system that could have given me ’the smily face’.
I was upset my mother was upset.
I had had a few tears, saying out loud to heaven. “ I’m sorry mum, but I can’t change anything, I can’t change a word that I’m writing, that’s what happened.”
I guess heaven knew I needed something to lift my spirits, I desperately needed a smile - and heaven sent me one!
As a Spiritual Healer I must always remember never to tell a patient what to do, under any circumstances.
I can of course explain to a person that for every action they take, there will be an opposite and equal reaction, to whatever they may do, or say. And that of course applies to each and everyone of us.
I can however give them a long list of possible actions they could take.
In other words, put the ball firmly back into their own court.
But never ever make a decision for them. Because without fail anything you decide for them will come back and bite you in the years to come, and you will have been ‘wrong’. You could even have been the reason why something horrendous happened in that persons life. All because of something you told them to do years earlier!
We must never make decisions for anyone, they are not ours to make.
Yes we might have to stand by and watch a loved one make the biggest mistake of their lives, but it’s their decision to make, their choice to make, their mistake to make - not ours!
If you don’t want to be blamed in the years to come for changing or interfering in someone’s life...then stop yourself now before you make the wrong choice.
Why I have been talking about this now?
Because just the other day I was asked by a patient. “What do you think I should do Isabella?
Please tell me what to do.”
And I said to her what I’ve been saying to my patients for over thirty years. “ Sorry, No. It’s not for me to decide your fate. The choice has to be yours. No one can make the choice for you. I can give you lots of scenarios, lots of different ways to look at the situation you are in. But at the end of the day, only you can make the decision as to what you should do.
I can however help you by giving you a healing treatment, so that your energy is stronger and more balanced. Which in turn will help you to think clearer, and that’s got to be a good thing.”
So that’s what we did.
We must all remember never to make a decision for someone else.
That decision is not ours to make.
Healer, family or friend.