This morning while out
on my morning walk,
I saw a lady who would have had
to have been well into her 90s,
standing outside her front garden,
off some tall hedging shrubs.
Heeding a strong intuitive feeling
to help, I stopped my husband and
went across the road
to where she was pruning
with her back to me.
I gently reached out
to hold the branch
she was trying to prune.
She looked up at me and softly said
something in a language
I didn’t recognise.
I saw that she was attempting to cut a really
thick branch with her hand pruners.
I put my hand on top of hers and slowly
took the pruners to help make the cut,
then realising it was too thick for me,
I asked my husband to
cut through the branch as I held it.
We successfully pruned
and then carried the cut
branch to her gateway.
I then went back to her
and she spoke to me
She could see I had no idea
what she was saying,
so she lifted her hand and softly
stroked my cheek and clasped my chin and
smiled the sweetest smile.
I walked away with the gift
of her loving touch staying
with me all day.
Stephanie Mohan – January 31st 2015