Healing Hands for Cara
I woke up Sunday morning feeling the cool air of our first autumn morning. It was a welcome change from the high nineties here in central Florida, but as invigorating as the weather was, for some reason, I did not feel good. I felt a little faint and my stomach was in turmoil again. What if it was the flu? Maybe I should stay home and not go to church after all. Was I really sick, or was it something else?
I woke up Sunday morning feeling the cool air of our first autumn morning. It was a welcome change from the high nineties here in central Florida, but as invigorating as the weather was, for some reason, I did not feel good. I felt a little faint and my stomach was in turmoil again. What if it was the flu? Maybe I should stay home and not go to church after all. Was I really sick, or was it something else? What else could it be, I had been feeling so good lately. I had actually been meeting people at church and for the last few weeks, I was finally able to celebrate the entire mass without any tears. So what happened? Other than the weather, what changed?
Perhaps it was nothing. I always loved the fall season. The changing leaves, preparing for school, going to the harvest fest, and pumpkins, I love pumpkins. Autumn inevitably marks the beginning of the social season. Fall introduces Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas. That’s when the thought suddenly struck me, what had I been thinking? It was the first of October, the very same month and season, one year ago that began all those radical changes. It literally marked the beginning of the end for life as I knew it. Was I really sick, or could it be that I was really afraid of confronting another possible time of change?
I decided to face my fears and go to church. The first person I greeted told me how helpful my blog was and that she had referred another friend to my website. Before I could thank her, she continued, “I see you haven’t posted anything since July, I guess you’re moving on now so you don’t really feel like writing about it anymore.” I’m sure it was the expression on my face that moved her to add, “Of course it’s understandable, and it’s good that you’re moving on. We all require different lengths of time to heal. It’s been eight years for me.” I wanted to explain why I had not been writing. I wanted to tell her what I had been doing in the past few months, but all I could do was nod my head.
While working on The Cardinal Experience website, I found that I really enjoyed the designing part. I loved creating a virtual environment; it was a lot like decorating a new home. It kept me busy creating and it was always inspirational looking for new things to enhance the site. It also left me with little or no time to worry about the world around me or what it might have in store for me next. I was flattered when people began asking me if I’d consider designing web projects for them. Then one day as I received a call from my friend, Joe Bornstein asking for help to create a website called www.HealingHandsforCara.com.
Joe’s niece, a nineteen year old college cheerleader had recently suffered a severe spinal injury. They were told she would never walk again and the family was going to need help. As I stood in front of the window listening to the heart rendering story, a pair of beautiful red cardinals landed on the bush in front of me and began boldly chirping their cheer. What could I say after that, except that I was more than happy to help, and by the way, despite what the doctors may say about her condition, there is hope for Cara’s healing. Please tell her not to give up hope about walking agin. And be sure to let her know, that it’s a cardinal message.
Cardinals are still ever present in my life and I actually have been writing entries for my blog, I just haven’t taken the time to edit and post them lately. Perhaps in my zealous quest for a better website, I have over looked one the most important cardinal messages of all; it’s not about just having the experience, it’s about sharing it! What we feel with our hearts, we must also share with our hands. And so, right now my hands are back on the keyboard, writing the Cardinal Blog. It is a new season, the day is beautiful and I fully intend to continue writing, sharing, and healing with both of my hands and all of my heart.
Cardinal Cheers & Blessings,