Too Beautiful for Earth

It took three people to prevent her from collapsing and countless family members pressing in as they slowly moved down the aisle towards the casket. Once there, her knees buckled and her sobbing intensified as she cried “No, no, my baby…” She leaned in as if to pick him up from his crib, but all in attendance knew that was no longer an option.

He did not even fill the baby coffin. He wore a white satin suit, probably his Christening outfit, and a small knit hat to keep him warm. His legs were stiff, sticking straight out. My fleeting thought was that a doll had been substituted. He looked so sweet, but lifeless. Dead. A baseball jersey was draped over the side. I wondered if that was his father’s number. He was a junior after all.

The preacher’s gentle, but commanding voice told us to remain standing in support of the family while they grieved. We all heeded her words. Black, white, Christian, Jewish, atheist, the greatest baseball player on the team, the benchwarmer, pro-ball players, amateurs, co-workers, mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, friends, acquaintances and everything in between, it did not matter. The grief in the room cut deep. The tears flowed.

One of the five preachers stood with the mother to rub her back and whisper words of prayer. A volunteer nurse, in a full white nurse’s uniform complete with cap and sensible shoes, wiped her tears away. Another solicitous volunteer provided ice water and boxes upon boxes of tissues.

I admired greatly the family’s ability to let go and allow the church to take care of them. The stoic Irish Catholic in me would have been mortified by the attention despite the circumstances. The baby’s mother put her head back at one point and welcomed the people consoling her. She gave herself permission to fall apart in public and to me that was absolute strength beyond measure.

Even sitting down, the father was as tall as the nurse standing before him. He too allowed her to wipe his tears, but she did so with a washcloth. Tissues were not enough. He had long dreamed of having a son after his two little girls. His wish came true only to have it ripped away from his calloused hands in 3½ short months. Never one to show emotion, his tears were a clichéd, heady mix of lost dreams, dashed hopes and heartbreaking grief. Everyone knew it. He had lost his only son.

“Like God and Jesus,” proclaimed the preacher while the organist kept up with the pace and volume of her sermon. Such statements elicited amens from the crowd. She spoke of love, heaven and not knowing God’s plan. Music was ever present and boisterous. One particular refrain with the words “happy and free” included standing and clapping and waving hands in the air. Again, I was in awe. The music was uplifting. Uplifting? Wait a second. Are we supposed to actually enjoy the singing during this time of great sadness? I looked over at the baby’s mother. She was gently swaying her head with eyes closed. The songs would come to an end, but their power lingered just a bit.

The whole service was an emotional rollercoaster leaving us completely drained by the time it was over. I am not part of the family or even the inner circle. I am a mom of a player on the team; the baby’s father is my son’s coach. It’s been a week now, but when I think of that day, it still catches in my throat. I felt compelled to write about it; I don’t know why.

During the quiet visiting hour while waiting for the family to arrive, I was mad at myself for crying. I could not understand why my eyes kept filling with tears while everyone else seemed to be sitting quietly. At one point, my son nudged me and told me to Reiki myself. I even thought of waiting in the car until it was over. Instead, I breathed deeply hoping not to draw attention to myself. It took a while to calm down and the stillness caused this concept to surface: we are all one. Even if we are not physically related, we are still energetically connected. That is why the pain of another human being can affect us so deeply.

I would never wish this pain on any one, but because of that day I understood what it meant to be human at the most raw, most vulnerable level. In the mother, I witnessed strength in vulnerability. In the father, I saw love and loss behind the steel exterior. In the audience, I felt connection. It was devastating, humbling, and yes, even uplifting.

We never really know people’s stories or understand their soul lessons here on earth, but in moments when absolutely everything is lost, we can find compassion and, dare I say, love in one another. ❤️


From the baby’s funeral program: “An angel opened the book of life and wrote down my baby’s birth, then whispered as she closed the book…’too beautiful for earth’.”


Please say prayers for the family and send them love.


Reiki for Parents

Reiki is a great tool to have in your parenting toolbox. It’s a way to help your child without medicine, needles or doctor visits. I have used it to calm my son’s nerves before a baseball game, for relief when my son broke his arm, to help my kids fall asleep, for those middle of the night sickness bouts, when my kids have fevers, and for general anxiety/stress relief. (I do not use it alone because it’s not a replacement for medical care, but it is a way for me to actively help my children’s healing).

I am not saying it’s THE magic bullet. Is there such a thing in parenting? 😉 It really is a tool that enables you to be present with your children in a way that feels helpful, loving and empowering.

When I first started out in Reiki, I was only learning so I could help my sons. I quickly learned that Reiki was really more for me.

Let me back up and say we are all made of energy. We are not just a physical body. In simple terms, if you go to a wake and look at the person who is deceased, you know it’s them by their looks, but something is missing. The missing piece is their life force energy. Everything is energy and this is what you learn in class. I know it sounds kind of “woo-woo”, but I cannot stress this enough.

From an energy viewpoint, when we constantly focus on what is “wrong” with our children, we will find more problems. When my son was first diagnosed with PDD-NOS (autism spectrum), I reached out to special needs support groups, but they never worked for me personally. I always left the meetings feeling drained and more emotional than ever. In my GROW group for special needs moms, we hope to be able to take a step back and focus on ourselves so that we can really see the divine perfection in us and in each of our children.

Parents of special needs children are often stretched to the max. They are visiting doctors, taking kids to various therapies and preparing special meals. They are advocating for their children in school with teachers, therapists and IEP teams. They are seeking specialists, researching the latest treatments and figuring out ways to pay for it all. They have their own feelings of fear, anger and guilt which they may not have time to process. There is limited time for the caretakers to take care of themselves. Going for a mani-pedi (which I love!) is not the kind of “self care” that I am promoting.

When a parent can take a break and take some quiet time for soul growth/inner reflection, then there is a positive energy that can flow from the parent and ultimately to the child.

I am NOT perfect and I am not proud of the many times I have lost it with my kids. However, learning about energy, law of attraction, soul contracts, Reiki, etc. has really been so helpful in shifting my thought process.  It’s little daily things that we can do to stay on track so we can respond to situations that come our way instead of reacting impulsively. Instead of being down and saying “why me?”, I now say “bring it on!”.

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Depression and Life-Force-Energy

From a life-force-energy point of view, I find this article fascinating. People describe a heavy feeling as if they are climbing Mt Everest. Guilt, anger, jealousy, anxiety, sadness are all low vibrating energies. People with depression literally have low life force energy and they feel it physically.   Traditional treatments for depression can help, but I would also add Reiki or some form of energy or spiritual healing to the mix so that mental, physical AND spiritual symptoms can be addressed and balanced.

Huffington Post: What Depression Feels Like

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Make Sure Your Thoughts Are Your Own

Are you familiar with Abraham Hicks?  I love receiving their daily inspirational emails.  I don’t necessarily always understand the Law of Attraction and these emails give me insights and keep me thinking.  Today’s was perfect because it’s about KNOWING what YOU are thinking and not what others are telling you.  This is why daily quiet time/meditation is important so you can access YOUR thoughts.

It is of great value for you to give your conscious attention to what you specifically want, otherwise you can be swept up by the influence of that which surrounds you. You are bombarded by the stimulation of thought. And so, unless you are setting forth the thought that is important to you, you can be stimulated by another’s thought that may or may not be important to you.


Excerpted from the workshop: The Law of Attraction, The Basics of the Teachings of Abraham on July 01, 2006

Our Love,
Esther (and Abraham and Jerry


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Are You Limiting Yourself?

Yesterday I came across two wonderful TED talks which were very similar in nature even though they came to me through different sources.  Are you familiar with TED?  “TED is a nonprofit devoted to spreading ideas, usually in the form of short, powerful talks (18 minutes or less).”  The videos are thought provoking and the perfect length for today’s short attention span.

The two videos that I came across yesterday had the same theme: do not set limitations for yourself.

The first video features Maysoon Zayid and it’s entitled “I got 99 problems…and palsy is just one.”  I don’t want to even tell you what it’s about because she is so HYSTERICAL in her delivery.  Let’s just say that Zayid’s cerebral palsy, her Pakistani background, and her Muslim upbringing ain’t holdin’ this lady back from pursuing her acting dreams or any of her other ambitious endeavors.  Please watch to the very end when she dedicates her speech, because I just found it so heartwarming.

The second TED talk I came across is written in blog form (for some reason I could not find the video link).  It’s called “Misdeeds Do Not Define You”  about Shaka Senghor.  This is a man who spent 20 years behind bars for murder, 7 of those years in solitary confinement.  He is now an MIT Media Lab Director’s Fellow, a BMe award recipient, an author, a speaker, an influential force in Detroit.  How did a murderer go from being so angry to being so positively influential?  He stopped blaming others.  He took a look deep down inside and he KNEW in his heart that this was not who he was at his core.  I give him so much credit for turning his life around.  He is not letting his history define who he is today.  He could so easily be angry.  He could so easily blame his upbringing and circumstances.  He could so easily go back to his old ways.  But, he doesn’t.  He consciously chooses a different path every day.

Are you setting limitations for yourself without even realizing it?  If you are not happy in your current situation, are you able to change your story?  I believe the answer is always yes.  We always have choices.  BUT, it takes a conscious effort.  Hopefully these videos provide a little inspiration.



Welcome to Create and Blossom!

Welcome to Create and Blossom!  My name is Catherine and I am a Reiki Practitioner, Level 3, Karuna Reiki Level 1, and IET Level 1.  My goal is to become a Reiki master and I continue to study reiki, chakras, energy, angels and spirit guides.

My intent is that you relax and be open to the energy flowing into you.  I am not the healer.  I am merely the channel through which the universal energy flows.

Please contact me at createandblossom@yahoo.com if you would like an appointment.   I encourage you to read more about Reiki energy by clicking on the Reiki tab above.

With gratitude,