Five Minutes Between Dishes And The Divine.
- Marliana Alisemon
- 23 hours ago
- 5 min read
Updated: 22 hours ago

Most days are... Just ordinary days. You do the dishes, you clean and keep your home, and find the joy where you can. Today was a different story, and all it took was five minutes between dishes and the Divine.
We are leaving for the weekend to celebrate my upcoming birthday, so as usual (for me) I am working to get my home ready for our return and for my husband's parents to come and see my babies (kitties lol)
I had just finished chatting with a friend, when another close friend of mine reached out over What's App. We got to sharing how our lives, family and otherwise had been going. And then she mentioned she was on her way to the hospital to visit a friend who had brain cancer. Her husband had reached out and shared she wasn't doing well and could use my friends presence and visit.

So that's where she was headed. Immediately on my 'screen' I could see a big book closing, and I distinctly hear "She is leaving soon" and my heart sank. I grabbed my phone off the counter and shared this with my friend, and let her know what I was receiving and I was sending her and the family; her friend and her family so much love and big wrap around hugs.
She thanked me and said she'd message after to see if we could have a quick stop in and a hug. I said "no as I'm in sessions this afternoon but lets plan for a date once I'm back in town" and I put the phone down.

I took a deep breath and put on my YouTube music app. I put on a Kane Brown song and started doing the dishes waiting for my first session while I was being quiet within myself. Not even five minutes had passed and this woman kept poking in, pushing images onto my 'screen' of her being the mom of my friend's friend in the hospital and she outright asked me to text her and say "Tell her moms here, I'm here, things are going to be okay" and she was insistent. She held up the mirror and said "my daughter and I are so similar and I need her to know I am here"
I said "let me dry my hands and I'll text my girl back, okay?" So I grabbed the dish towel and dried my hands, picked my phone up and went back into What's App and text her. I asked "Is her mom gone?" and my friend replied "yes she is" I said I have some things to share and I rattled off everything 'mom' was giving me and I know her app was open because everything I sent was automatically delivered and read.

Things kept coming in. As soon as I text her this first string of messages, my YouTube song changed in perfect timing. And the song that began to play was Creed, "With Arms Wide Open" now I don't know how to explain this feeling but it washed right over me. I shared this with my friend, and that there was also a dog in the hospital room with them and that mom had a deck of cards and was keeping her company.
I couldn't help but BELT this song out, with all of the emotion that came with it, including tears streaming from my eyes. I wasn't crying but there they were flowing so freely out of me.

And more starting flooding in. I could see camping, and campfires. The next song that came on in perfect tune with my screen was NIKO, "Fishing In The Dark" (originally sung by The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band) and so I shared this with my girlfriend, all still being delivered and read. I said, "There are big feelings of Faith and Divine right now and the word 'faith' keeps coming in. It's going to be okay she is loved and mom keeps saying 'I'm here' " I shared that her mom keeps sharing you (my friend)were being poked to text me for days, especially today so she could offer her daughter comfort and peace as she flowed through this next big chapter, and she is so grateful for you relaying it all to her girl.
My friend acknowledged and said "This seems reasonable I will relay the message to her, thank you friend" and I replied "Any time, I am honored to help." I put the phone back down and continued washing the dishes. A short time later she touched base with me and said "I read your message, it was well received, she had a good cry and talked to her mom in the room and said it gave her some peace."

I responded with a huge sigh, and a mix of contentment, heartbreak, compassion and joy and I said "I love you, Thank you for giving the message and I'm so happy she has found some peace, the next chapter will be easier for her."
My friend responded with "I hope so friend. She said your message meant so much, and the timing was pretty powerful"
I was so heartbroken and sad, content and joyous and grateful all at once for what just transpired while doing the dishes.

My friend then shared, "It's funny I just finished reading 'The Five Invitations' which is all about sitting beside someone at their end of life"
All I could think was nothing, and I mean nothing is a coincidence we are constantly guided to next steps and what we need for ourselves and our people along our journey. I shared, "Perfect Divine timing for your beautiful book."
We then chat about how she wasn't sure why she was reading this book, it wasn't why she expected that she was reading it but that she knew enough to know it doesn't always make sense at the time. Her and her friend had an in depth conversation about death and she was able to release a lot she'd been holding onto (wink wink wink)
I read that and I nodded in agreeance, I put the phone down music still going... and the songs were about family, and how they were raised to love and all the good memories. Somehow my heart and soul found solace and closure for everyone involved in those moments after.

I went back to the dishes after that. The sink was still full. The house was still quiet. Nothing looked different, and yet everything felt changed.
Spirit doesn't always arrive in ceremony or silence. Sometimes it comes while the water is running, while the phone is still warm in your hand, while life is continuing exactly as it was.
Five minutes. That's all it took. And it was enough.
Thank you for joining me today. I love you all so deeply.








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