Ethereal...

So day before night I crashed early, I thought I could really use the extra hour of sleep to rejuvenate my body that is lazy to get out of bed at 6 every morning.

After about an hour of sleep, I don't know why I started having a very sharp pain in my stomach. At first it felt like I was dreaming of having pain, I held on to my tummy but when it worsened, I realized it was real.

I tumbled in the bed, my cries woke hem up too.. He worriedly asked what happened. I couldn't say much but managed to blurt out 'stomach'. He asked 'When did you have food?' I was rolling my eyes (in my mind) for that question. '6' I said.

'You must be hungry, that's why the pain. Shall I get you some biscuits?' he enquired. This time I couldn't answer. I squeezed my hands deeper into my tummy, praying the pain would subside. It din't.

I got up, sat in vajrasana, lied down again in vajrasana, slept on my stomach, got up again, deep breathed, prayed, squeezed my muscles, nothing seemed to help. In my head, I was wondering what was the reason for this terrible pain. I slowly had two sips of water as he sleepily, yet nervously looked at on.

Just in that moment, I kind of felt a whisper in my ear and I repeated the same words aloud. Hem quickly got on his feet, looked for the small box that contained what I needed and handed it over to me along with a spoon.

I opened the box, it was my parents' recipe for stomach ache. Main ingredient being carrom seeds, it had a lot of medicinal components that are very good for the stomach. Skeptical if it would work, I took a spoonful of the mixture and gulped it down with water thinking..

It usually takes about 20 to 25 minutes for it to work but that night, my pain kind of vanished while I could feel the mixture still travelling down my esophagus.

I couldn't believe what just happened, he asked if I wanted more water and as if I din't hear him, I quietly closed my eyes and lied down. I don't know when I slept but I dint have any pain thereafter.

When I awoke the next morning, the first thing he asked was if I'm fine. I started thinking about last night and replayed the scene in my head.

It was Maa who whispered 'Take the ajwain mixture'. She then caringly touched my stomach as I gulped the mixture. I could feel her lap when I lied down immediately after.

I recollected thinking about her all day, the previous day and I prayed to meet her in my dream. That didn't happen but I nearly felt her ethereal presence.

Her kids could do anything at all to get to see her or talk to her once (if it were ever possible). In our heads we are conversing with her in our own way, thinking about her consciously or subconsciously.

I do not know if there is really a way of connecting with her but I'm so so so grateful to her for letting me know she is around.

Miss You Maa..