As I listen to Peaches talk I am still amazed at the tone in her voice, she knows her journey is changing soon and in my estimation she’ll be an incredible addition to the spirit family. Peaches told me recently about the concept of a spirit family and I must admit, the thought is interesting.
Peaches, it seems has been very fortunate, she had a great grandmother who she remembers beginning life with. Oh, she had parents and grandparents and brothers and a sister. However her Grammie was the special one.
Believing as she does now, she feels she had a past life with her grandmother. Peaches has been so grateful to have had her to start out with in this life and she has unending confidence that Grammie will greet her in the Spirit world. I believe that has a great deal to do with the peace she is generating now.
We have talked for hours many times. I’ve met a number of her friends and have heard stories of more. She has such a love for people, experiences and a real love for life. She’s been there for those who need an ear and a kind heart. She’s been there for those who just needed to be heard and Ms. Peaches has on occasion raised a few eyebrows.
In these later years her closest friends are a group of ladies who get together once a week for various activities. They might go to lunch, a movie, a craft activity or maybe some local theater presentation. She told me once that these are all a bit tame for her taste.
Peaches stories of past and attitudes of now are entertaining to these women. They are a group of proper ladies who in their past years, the years of making impressions probably would not have allowed Peaches the gift of their company.
In their own way they have described their attitudes in their younger years. Ms Peaches escapades would just never have been allowed in their little circles in her days of challenging the “Rules” that society at that time dictated. Her interests, concerns and “adventures” would have been an open challenge of all their beliefs.
You see our Peaches liked to “try things on” for a while. By things I mean ideas and attitudes. One of her favorite stories is of her motorcycle days. For a brief few years in her late 30’s early 40’s, her daughter grown and on her own adventures, divorced and having the love of experiences began her motorcycle experiences.
She met people at a party and they liked her style so they invited her for a ride. Aft first she thought about the actual danger of riding. She realized these weren’t children; these were all responsible adults. Then she thought “but I’ve never done anything like this before”. There it was, that was the little inner giggle and that shine in her eyes as again she said with a new tone in her voice, one of excitement and adventure, “I’ve never done anything like this before”. And of course she took the ride.
She noticed how alive she felt with the wind rushing past her face and arms, and the machine alive under her seat and against her legs. She smelled things she never noticed riding in a car, the scent of jasmine she most remembers. She felt the hot sun penetrate her shoulders and back with it’s natural healing rays. The excitement she felt as her driver leaned that machine into a corner and she discovered she was a natural, she just followed the bike.
When she got off that bike after her first ride and she took a deep breath, danced on her toes in a circle and realized she had never experienced a feeling like that before. Her word was “aware”, she had never been so aware of her senses as she was on that ride.
Even though it was questionable by “proper” people Peaches knew that she needed to learn how to drive that machine. She knew that the word “acceptable behavior” had no meaning to her.
She kept her learning pretty much a secret but n a few months Peaches had learned the secrets to driving a motorcycle. Along with that came a new found confidence and a stronger awareness of her surroundings. Even in a car she would imagine herself on a motorcycle to heighten her awareness. And as always, she carried that inner giggle of “I can do this”.
Peaches had ridden by herself, with male friends, and has carried her daughter as a passenger (a shared giggle). Her greatest pleasure was to give her granddaughter and grandson their first motorcycle rides. She always thought that would give them a story to tell later on in their lives!!!
How the eyebrows have risen over the years as she has on various occasions arrived via motorcycle. Not too surprisingly it wasn’t many years later when Ms Peaches got a tattoo. Would you really be surprised to know that her tattoo is a fairy sitting on a rose? She remembers laughing about being able to tell stories in her later years possibly in a nursing home, of the motorcycle and her own tattoo!!
Fortunately she has never had to be in a nursing home however she has shared the story with many. Sometimes her stories received raised eyebrows and other times they brought laughter.
The ladies of her group each know they love and enjoy their friend who has always lived just on the edge of what they would have considered unacceptable in their younger years. They each have, at one time or another acted shocked at her stories but all agree she brings them life!
Peaches has been the one person that they and many others could go to, talk with, share their problems, worries and concerns, reveal their darkest secrets to and they would never see a raised eye brow aimed at them. Their friend looks at them through loving eyes and an innate understanding that we are all here in this life to learn, experience and love.
Peaches has shared her belief of her Spirit family with her friends. It didn’t agree with their beliefs as first but as she has discussed it with them they have found they are looking forward to the possibility of sharing their next life with her spirit family. They have all laughed and said they just want to see what she does next time around!!!
I recently convinced Ms Peaches to do some of her own writing. It became appealing to her as I suggested she could share her stories this way for an eternity rather than just a nursing home stay.