Five Minutes with the Divine: A Journey of Connection

Finding Joy in Ordinary Moments

Most days are just ordinary days. You do the dishes, clean your home, and find joy where you can. But today was different. All it took was five minutes between dishes and the Divine.

We are leaving for the weekend to celebrate my upcoming birthday. As usual, I’m working to get my home ready for our return and for my husband’s parents to visit my babies—my kitties! (LOL!)

I had just finished chatting with a friend when another close friend reached out over WhatsApp. We started sharing updates about our lives and families. Then she mentioned she was on her way to the hospital to visit a friend with brain cancer. Her husband had reached out, saying she wasn’t doing well and could use my friend’s presence.

Friends

A Heartfelt Connection

As I listened, I felt a wave of emotion wash over me. I could almost see a big book closing in my mind, and I distinctly heard, “She is leaving soon.” My heart sank. I grabbed my phone and shared this with my friend. I let her know what I was receiving and sent her and her friend’s family so much love and big, wrap-around hugs.

She thanked me and said she would message after to see if we could have a quick stop in for a hug. I replied, “No, I’m in sessions this afternoon, but let’s plan for a date once I’m back in town.” I put the phone down, feeling a mix of emotions.

Cell Phone

The Call from Beyond

I took a deep breath and opened my YouTube music app. I played a Kane Brown song while doing the dishes, trying to stay quiet within myself. Not even five minutes had passed when I felt a strong presence. The woman kept poking into my mind, pushing images onto my 'screen.' She was the mom of my friend’s friend in the hospital. She insisted I text my friend, saying, “Tell her mom’s here. I’m here. Things are going to be okay.”

She held up a mirror and said, “My daughter and I are so similar, and I need her to know I am here.”

I replied, “Let me dry my hands and I’ll text her back, okay?” I grabbed the dish towel, dried my hands, and picked up my phone. I went back into WhatsApp and texted my friend, asking, “Is her mom gone?” She replied, “Yes, she is.”

I had so much to share. I rattled off everything 'mom' was giving me, knowing my friend had the app open because my messages were delivered and read instantly.

dog

Songs of Comfort

As soon as I sent that first string of messages, my YouTube song changed in perfect timing. The next song was Creed, "With Arms Wide Open." I can’t explain the feeling, but it washed over me. I shared this with my friend, mentioning that there was also a dog in the hospital room with them and that mom had a deck of cards to keep her company.

I couldn’t help but BELT this song out, tears streaming down my face. I wasn’t crying, but there they were, flowing freely.

A Hand Up

More messages flooded in. I could see camping and campfires. The next song that played was NIKO, "Fishing In The Dark" (originally sung by The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band). I shared this with my friend, still sending messages that were delivered and read. I said, “There are big feelings of faith and the Divine right now. The word 'faith' keeps coming in. It’s going to be okay; she is loved, and mom keeps saying, ‘I’m here.’”

I told her that her mom had been nudging her to text me for days, especially today, so she could offer her daughter comfort and peace as she flowed through this next big chapter. Mom was so grateful for my friend relaying it all to her girl.

My friend acknowledged, “This seems reasonable. I will relay the message to her. Thank you, friend.” I replied, “Any time. I am honored to help.” I put the phone down and continued washing the dishes.

A Ripple of Peace

A short time later, my friend touched base with me. She said, “I read your message. It was well received. She had a good cry and talked to her mom in the room, and it gave her some peace.”

Peaceful

I responded with a huge sigh, a mix of contentment, heartbreak, compassion, and joy. I said, “I love you. Thank you for giving the message. I’m so happy she has found some peace; the next chapter will be easier for her.”

My friend replied, “I hope so, friend. She said your message meant so much, and the timing was pretty powerful.”

I felt heartbroken and sad, yet content, joyous, and grateful for what had just transpired while doing the dishes.

Books

Divine Timing

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.”

Nothing is a coincidence. We are constantly guided to the next steps and what we need for ourselves and our loved ones along our journey. I replied, “Perfect Divine timing for your beautiful book.”

We chatted about how she wasn’t sure why she was reading this book. It wasn’t what she expected, but she knew enough to understand that it doesn’t always make sense at the time. She 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 nodded in agreement, put the phone down, and let the music play on. The songs were about family and how they were raised to love and cherish good memories. Somehow, my heart and soul found solace and closure for everyone involved in those moments.

You Are So Loved

The Power of Connection

I returned to the dishes. The sink was still full. The house was still quiet. Nothing looked different, 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 continues 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.