Set me a seal upon your heart,
As a ring upon your arm;
For love is as strong as death...
Its flashes are flashes of fire,
A flame of the Eternal.

Song of Songs viii 6-7

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Saturday, March 26, 2011


Taking a break from my 2004 journal entries, I stop to pay homage to the Supermoon, at its peak (in terms of perigee and syzygy) on March 19th. Then, the unexpected….

Saturday 3/19/11
10:17 p.m.

I’m gazing at the aptly named “Supermoon” from my dining room window on the east end of the house. Its wide, hazy ring holds such a mystical quality my breath catches in my throat.

Captured, at last I shout, “The moon is so close to me, Max!”

And, in less than a twinkling, I “hear” the words, As am I….
I turn as if I might actually find the face of the one I knew so well, all lit up in “moonglow.” But all I find is Tiggi, curled up in the wicker chair behind me. Now she’s bleating like a newborn goat.

“Oh sweetie, of course you are important to me, don’t you know?” I pick her up as wisps of fur tickle my mouth and nose. Blowing it away, I stroke her behind the ears and a familiar verse begins to echo through the nooks and crannies of my brain.

What was it?

Oh yes…

… a poem I’d written not long after Max had left our earthly plane.

Unlikely Triad

The moon is my connection
as fading summer's eve mystifies

The moon holds my reflection --
in shallow pools of silt, I see the eye

While autumnal gatherings ensue,
I drift by scattered leaves to find the muse.

The moon is my redemption,
though drear the winter days without your sigh

The moon holds my attention
as vagrant thoughts and melodies arise

Until the spring's renewal sets them free,
the moon is my connection with Thee.


  1. Dear Mandy,

    I totally enjoyed reading your blog. It was very interesting. I have had many encounters or/ experiences with my son who has passed. Many strange things happening that can't be explained. I know they are here with us when we need them and sometimes just to check on us from time to time. This was beautifully written and I thank you for sharing this with me. love & light...Always/All Ways

    Debi N.

  2. Dear Debi,

    I am so sorry for your loss, yet I know your son is with you, watching over you and yours.

    Thank you also for your comments on my story and blog. I do so very much enjoy writing about the paranormal and supernatural events and synchronicities that have happened to me, and keep on happening!

    I want the world to know there is more to life than what we see, and that death is simply a change in state -- our lives will be truly transformed when we die and see our loved ones once again!!

    With love and kind regards,