July 20, 2007
Rev. Regina Maria Cross

“Uh Oh, Quick I need an ammonia tab! I’m going, quick, I’m leaving!

“She’s back. You put a little excitement into our day. Your heart stopped.”

“Ken, during the Halo MRI we found a second brain tumor.”

As I felt the blood drip from my forehead and the hands of those kindly wiping it away my thoughts traveled to Jesus and the crown of thorns. A few Sundays earlier while folding laundry the thought hit me; the halo will be screwed to my head. In a flash of a moment I saw Jesus in my minds eye standing with the crown of thorns around His. I knew then that part of my inner spiritual work was working through my own crown of thorns into the halo. At one point during the Gamma Knife procedure I opened my eyes and looking through the wrought iron fence upon my face there to my right stood Jesus, as surely as anyone else in the room, surrounded in glorious light with the crown of thorns etherically about His head. Inwardly I asked Him, How did you do it? How did you stand at all through Your crown of thorns? “I wasn’t alone and neither are you” was His gentle reply.

It is a miracle that my heart started again be it from the atropine or self-resolve. It is a miracle that the second tumor was found and could be part of this miraculous procedure now versus showing up on an MRI six months or a year later having to go through yet another procedure. It is a miracle that not once did I feel alone prior to, during nor since in this journey, this time, still, now, as I continue my recovery and self-recreation.
It is a miracle that one Sunday evening in May 1997 after a long day of house hunting in Delaware as Kenny, Asti and I were on our way to our home in Crownsville we saw the sign “Centreville” off 301. We knew we had to drive through just by the name itself. We parked in the Court House Square and as we walked the town within minutes we both knew and felt in our hearts we were home. As we crossed the street toward Mear’s Barber Shop a man stood leaning on the balcony above in his plaid short sleeve shirt and jeans, “That your dog?” was the first words spoken to us in our new little town by our first new friend, Phil The Barber.

Since stepping public from my personal world in my last column, June 8, so many of you in my little town have made sure I knew I was not alone. Your prayers, thoughts, hugs, cards of well wishing and calls of the same continue to fill my Grateful Heart. How could it not continue beating? Your love is a miracle that keeps life growing and I Thank You.

I shared the news of my upcoming challenge with the staff and students of Light Paths prior to the column in print. Immediately The Reiki Angel Team started charting my weekly Reiki sessions and the hours they would send healing through the hospital experience. During the day of the procedure starting as early as 6:00am periodically as I could I would view a clock and I knew who was with me. The calm within was matched by the smile of love received and the light of radiate healing beaming in my eyes. Thank You Dear Ones, Thank You. Your healing work makes miracles.

Now the Gamma Knife machine is turned off and the magic that is Dr. Steiner, M.D.,Ph.D. , the all day protection of Greg, Registered Nurse, the calming of Mary’s, Medical Center Specialist, words over the weeks, the gentle assurance of Selene, Nurse Practitioner, before and since surgery, the silken presence of Lois, Nurse Practitioner in step down ICU, and the open minded approach of Dr. Mark Quigg, Neurologist , all from the realms and kingdoms of Healing Entities employed by the University of Virginia Hospital are there and not here with me physically. Yet, inside my body the miracle of restructuring my brain’s DNA continues on for at least the next two years and their miracle touch into my life for this lifetime and forever.

Miracles are defined as “A supernatural event or happening regarded as an act of God.” (Webster’s New Complete Desk Reference Book) or esoterically “The use of Universal Laws, beyond mortal comprehension. There is no escaping Universal Laws; they are neither breakable nor alterable.” (New Dictionary of Spiritual Thought by Rev. Carol Parish). I have long ago learned that miracles surround our experiences and we need only to open our eyes, hear with our hearts and know from the wisdom within that miracles are ordinary everyday life stuff as we live and breath and have our miraculous being consciously.

Know that I have a Grateful Heart filled with each of you as you have made miracles in my life and together as a community we live amidst All Day Everyday Miracles. Start claiming and affirming yours! It’s Just A Thought, which in and of itself is a miracle.