Pat’s June 1, message to me …


Often as I wake in the mornings I see the journal Pat is keeping in Heaven. “Is it real, or is it hallucination?” is not the issue; it makes no difference. For me the journal is real — answering my questions comforting me and enriching my life.

Today, Pat’s morning message to me written in her journal:

There is no being called; God does NOT take us; He accepts us. Give up this idea that there is NO place for you in Heaven. I am here and preparing our place in Heaven.

You love me royally, as I love you,

seated together in our garden Kingdom,

keeping up our silent conversation,

clothed in robes of joy of every hue.

Yes, our love was unique and rare. God sees all. He sees how the three of us – you, me, and our quiet love – became the one triune entity we were meant to be. Garden Kingdom, Garden of Eden, Heaven, all three are one; we were headed there from the first.

For us, our royal love has had no parallel:

It rooted, grew, and like a miracle

spread to the garden where in now we sit,

Clothed in the fragrance of God in it.

We are still on that journey to discover the inner self in each other. No there is no one who knows me or you better than ourselves and each other. Please stop fretting. All those “silent conversations,” our quiet love and our always being together saw to that.

And this long miracle is to discover

the inmost me and you,

to nurse no longing for another,

to forge the soul and its desire together

gently, openly and forever.

We will be reunited into the one that our marriage made us; marriage in heaven is a unity of souls in the image of the Divine Trinity. It is Christ Himself not the Bible, who is the true Word of God.  And after all He is in Heaven and married – to the Church. So, there is marriage in Heaven.

Nothing grows but common flowers

outside our Kingdom’s wall.

Here alone the magic lies.

We ask nothing; we have all

Well this was very comforting. Adapting Pat’s 1974 words: I think I could live fairly contentedly through any crisis that might come, as long as I know I can depend on Pat’s presence in me. Pat was and is the only woman for me, and without her I would be all disorganized fragments of grief. Love is stronger than Death. Pat, I love you forever.

About thebows99krug

Hi, I am Eric, a retired librarian. I was born in St. Michael's Hospital, Toronto and raised in the downtown area north of the Art Gallery, south of the University of Toronto. I went to Orde Street Public School, Harbord C.I., University College at the UofT and the UofT's Faculty of Library and Information Science. I meet my wife Patricia at FLIS; our first date was on November 15, 1968. We were engaged February 14, 1969 and married on June 21, 1969. Our family includes son, James; daughter-in-law, Erin; (both writers), grand-daughters, Vivian and Eleanor; and Sonic, a very friendly ginger tabby. My beloved wife died January 7, 2017 and our 19 year old cat Pooka died January 8, 2017. I would like to hear from any other class of '63 alumni of Harbord C.I. and class of '67 alumni of UofT's University College.
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