{"id":214,"date":"2010-03-11T02:22:57","date_gmt":"2010-03-11T07:22:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/horizonsmagazine.com\/blog\/?p=214"},"modified":"2014-12-04T05:40:18","modified_gmt":"2014-12-04T10:40:18","slug":"a-vision-of-the-blessed-virgin-mary-in-my-garden-part-deux","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/horizonsmagazine.com\/blog\/a-vision-of-the-blessed-virgin-mary-in-my-garden-part-deux\/","title":{"rendered":"A Vision of the Blessed Virgin Mary in my Garden, Part Deux"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>A friend kept forgetting she has her speaker system hooked up to her lap top, turned low, and the other day she was looking around to see where the voices were coming from, thinking\u2026 is that someone outside of the house?\u00a0 No\u2026perhaps the spirits are just being louder than normal<\/em>.\u00a0 It reminded me of an interesting story I have about seeing the Blessed Virgin Mary<\/a> in my east garden a few years ago.\u00a0 Seeing a vision of the Blessed Mother?\u00a0 Am I crazy?\u00a0 <\/em>Not at all.\u00a0 Through the years I\u2019ve had my share of visions and one on one experiences.\u00a0 I have a daily meditation and prayer practice, so I figure the visions are the natural result of that.\u00a0 Just another way for the Universe to get my attention and communicate with me.\u00a0 I\u2019d first seen the Blessed Mother in the mid 90\u2019s at a particular spot in my east garden, and afterward I cleared a small space there for her.\u00a0 I even had my bedroom window removed and a sliding glass door installed afterward, so I could use that area as a daily contemplation focus.\u00a0 During the vision, she spoke with me and we interacted in a very real way.\u00a0 I had no doubt who she was, and the sense of peace and comfort she brought has never left me.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/p>\n

Years later, it was a chilly wintery day and the windows were all closed, and I was in my bedroom, sewing.\u00a0 In front of the sewing machine where I sat was a mirror that reflected the garden outside, behind me.\u00a0 I\u2019d been contemplating some situation going on, and waiting for an answer to come to me.\u00a0 Suddenly I see, reflected in the mirror, Blessed Mother in the garden again.<\/p>\n

I turned my chair around and it took my eyes a moment to focus and find her.\u00a0 This time she looked different.\u00a0 This time she felt different.\u00a0 This time it didn\u2019t feel like anything<\/em>; there was no sensory input except the visual.\u00a0 Suddenly into my head popped an answer to the situation I\u2019d been contemplating.\u00a0 I thought, \u201cYay, she came thru for me again<\/em>\u201d and I sat a moment to look out the glass door toward her.\u00a0 But something wasn\u2019t right.<\/p>\n

\"Blessed<\/a>Then I laughed as it came to me, what I was seeing was the reflected reflection of a nightlamp I have of the Blessed Virgin that sat on my <\/a>healing bench.\u00a0 What looked weird about the \u201cvision\u201d was that it was stationary, it was not moving, there was no animation.\u00a0 That\u2019s because it was a nightlight.\u00a0 And because it was a nightlight, it had an inner glow. But not a luminous inner glow. Not an energetically animated glow.\u00a0 What felt weird about it was that there was no interaction.\u00a0 She wasn\u2019t looking at me, she wasn\u2019t talking to me.<\/p>\n

But she answered the question I had!\u00a0 Well, not really.\u00a0 Actually, it was clear I\u2019d answered the question myself and I thought how fun that the Universe pulled the old bait and switch on me: it eased me into a state of mind, while sewing, that I was receptive enough to allow the answer to my question to come to me.\u00a0 It let me initially see the reflected image as a trigger to shock me into bringing to mind that I know what I know (i.e. the answer I sought).<\/p>\n

And if I had to manufacture and project that vision in order to attract the answer, so be it.\u00a0 The important thing is I quickly saw through the illusion and realized I was the source of my own answer.\u00a0 I find that\u2019s usually true, once I get out of my own way.<\/p>\n

And it\u2019s important for me to know the difference between \u201cseeing\u201d a vision of something, and actually experiencing a vision in an interactive, sensory way.\u00a0 That experience made me remember that I can be fooled by what my eyes see, to continually look deeper to see what\u2019s real and what\u2019s not real.\u00a0 And that in itself is a daily yoga.<\/p>\n

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