“Hello, this is Nikki. Can I help you?” I said to the kind, gentle, voice on the other end of the phone.
“Yes, dear, my name is Jean and I heard you do readings. Is that true?” she asked.
“Yes.” I replied.
“Can you tell me a little bit about that?” asked Jean.
I told Jean about what I do and about the way spiritual reading sessions work. “How long are your sessions, Nicole?” she asked cheerfully.
“30 minutes, 45 minutes or 60 minutes,” I replied.
“Okay, that’s wonderful!” she responded.
I could feel her smile through to my end of the phone. “What a sweet lady!” I thought to myself.
“Tell me dear, do you use all of them?” She questioned.
“Excuse me?” I said a little confused.
“Yes, do you use all of them?” she repeated. “All of the minutes, dear, do you use all of the minutes?”
My head was reeling! No one had ever asked me that! And while it is a valid question, it impacted me with such an intensity that I knew it was more than just a simple question regarding the length of my sessions. Her inquiry reached deep into my soul and placed me in front of a mirror, looking face to face with myself, with my own soul. I unexpectedly had a flood of life memories flash through my mind as if I were watching a slide show in motion.
Uh oh! Oh no! The answer was NO. The answer to Jean’s question was NO. I didn’t use all of my minutes. Well, I used them, but not wisely; I had spent many of my minutes on things that only brought me turmoil, pain or discord. I fought battles I didn’t need to, argued when it made no difference, sought love where I knew there was none and worried about things I had absolutely no control over. Sadly, I had wasted many of my minutes.
I didn’t expect this internal answer at all, and I was left dumbfounded by my own admission to her question.
“Of course, my intention is to use every one of the minutes.” I said, trying to sound sure of myself.
“You see, Nicole, I am 85 years old and I don’t have very many minutes left. I just want to make sure that you won’t waste any of my minutes.”
I promised Jean I would not waste any of her minutes and we scheduled an appointment. We had such a nice time connecting with one another and we both enjoyed visiting with her friends and family from heaven. We laughed and we cried and it was wonderful! Jean and I became fast friends and over that next year I had the honor to connect with her on many occasions.
Jean has since passed away and I am forever grateful for her imprint on my life. She is an angel that God sent right to my front door to ask me a simple question that would shape the remainder of my life. I always find myself asking myself, “Nikki, is this REALLY how you want to spend your minutes?” Many times the answer is NO and so then… well… I simply make the decision not to! What a wonderful life lesson!
Thank you my friend. I will cherish our connection forever. In the spirit of my very dear friend Jean,I ask YOU a question: How do you use your minutes?