Auf der A course in miracles Seite habe ich einen Artikel über Judith Skutch Whitson entdeckt, die Verlegerin im Bunde von Ein Kurs in Wundern, der mich geradezu im “mind” geblowed und umgehauen hat.
Lies gerne selbst, ich habe hier einen Auszug aufgeführt und auch den kompletten Link zum Nachlesen. Auf der ACIM Seite gibt es auch eine deutsche Übersetzung. Ich wähle hier die englische Originalversion.
The holy spirit
Despite Judith’s radiant public wattage, Judy was a private person. She made time for her relationship with the Holy Spirit on a daily basis for council, direction, decisions, and healing. Her commitment to the Course and its applied principles was unrelenting. Her progression of understanding the teachings of the Course continually developed. As she had read the Teacher’s Manual, reviewed the Text, and gone through the Workbook of the Course so many times, she humorously and humbly called her continued weekly study group the “Slow Learner Group.”
Amidst Judith’s very last moments on this level of illusion, she lay in bed, drifting in and out of physical awareness. She talked about how she was finally fully realizing that she no longer knew anything at all. Her body experienced sporadic bursts of pain, but she compassionately acknowledged that it was simply doing its job to “kick her out of here” or else she wouldn’t, couldn’t leave and she knew clearly it to be her time. She spoke of how, despite her apparent physical discomfort, she’d never been more at peace in her life and that she was not her bodily pain. She repeated one of her favorite Course Workbook Lessons, 160, “I am at home. Fear is the stranger here.” She expressed how incredibly lucky she felt to be surrounded by a lifetime of so much love. As her breathing became more labored, she lay in bed with her grandson and daughter beside her, and she began to express how she no longer knew anything at all. Her gaze moved about indiscriminately as if practicing the very first lesson in the Workbook, seeing that “nothing in the room meant anything anymore.” She closed her eyes again and then, in another moment, a grin appeared on her face. As she lay in bed with her beloved grandchild Lije snuggled beside her, she released all stories and roles, she opened her eyes wide, looked around, and, with a tone of whimsical curiosity, uttered her final words: “When did Grandma go?”
When Christ shall come, with shout of acclamation
How great thou art
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart
Judy had consciously chosen and even asked her grandson’s permission to depart on his birthday. Ultimately, even her most cherished role in this world as grandmother had dissolved before her very eyes. When did Grandma go? She peacefully closed her eyes and, as she slipped into another realm of consciousness, she embodied the words that were subsequently read to her in her passage: “Forget this world, forget this course, and come with wholly empty hands unto your God.” (ACIM, W-189.7:5)
Judith Rothstein Cohen Skutch Whitson evanesced into a liquid peace that was palpable. The powerfully still, quiet love permeated the room and outstretched into all. As she left her body, her legacy embodied her favorite epithet “I tried my best” and her signature Course quote:
“Love is the way I walk in Gratitude.” (ACIM, W-195)
Thank you, Judith Skutch Whitson, for your impeccable service and for showing us the way to LOVE.
Link zu der ACIM Seite mit dem gesamten Beitrag über Judy.
Amen
