Welcome Home

Suddenly, there was a deafening crack of lightning, thunder, wind, pounding rain and then … the tent collapsed. I am being called to share this story.

About 300 of us had been sitting under the big tent in Green River, Ontario. It was 1999 and we were attending a weekend conference. The popular event was called The City of Light Celebration and one of the presenters, Jhadten Jewall,  was leading a powerful sounding meditation. Our voices gathered in volume and momentum as we chanted the Aum. But let me back up a bit …

In 1990, my husband, Tink Robinson, and I attended a workshop in Vancouver, BC called “The Birth of Your Vision” led by Dr. Chuck Spezzano, founder of Psychology of Vision®.

During the workshop, Chuck was facilitating a healing process for a man recovering from his own birth trauma. We were all enfolding the man with love, honoring the courage it took for him to be willing to heal. Some people have had an easy birth into this three dimensional plane; some have come in kicking and screaming; others have created huge walls of doubt and fear which prevent them from birthing their vision and living with purpose; many have always felt they were never wanted. Here, the pain of abandonment is often suppressed until something triggers the memories and a whole floodgate of emotions erupt.

Suddenly, Chuck looked at me and said, “Judy, during the lunch break, I want you to write a song about a real birth, either to usher a baby into this world, or welcome a soul back to Spirit when he is leaving this plane. It will also guide others to embrace their vision and live their highest truth. Judy, the song is already written – just bring it through!”

During the noon hour, I sat outside on the grass. With paper and pencil ready, I waited for a sign. Oh how I wished I could be at my piano to create the song and then ‘sleep on it’ overnight. A fellow participant strolled by, made a funny face at me and belted out the tune, “I love you, a bushel and a peck”. I laughed, let go, and instantly, the lyrics and melody were given to me. The song was called, ‘Welcome Home’.

Near the end of the workshop, Chuck randomly picked a name from a hat and the universe chose my husband to summarize the lessons from the last 3 days.

After Tink had spoken, Chuck picked up a chair, faced it toward the presentation area and placed it in the middle of the room. He asked Tink to sit there. Chuck said to me, “Judy, it is time for your song”. I felt as if there were a choir of light beings surrounding me as I sang this gentle song for the first time.

The interesting thing about Welcome Home is that is only two minutes long. It’s pure message has no need to be repeated with a reprise or key change. When it came time to record it, I wanted just a simple piano accompaniment to contrast with the full orchestral arrangements of the other songs on the CD. In the music studio, and without even practicing together, my accompanist, Ted Alexander, and I, recorded this musical gem in one take.

I have sung this song many times; for births, birthdays, concerts, graduations and memorial life celebrations. Most recently I am ‘welcoming home’ my dear brother-in-law who passed suddenly last week. May he always know he is deeply loved and that we hold him in our hearts as he travels on his next journey.

“You are safe in our arms
The angel choirs are near”

When I accepted ‘the assignment’, I had no idea how far reaching the music would travel. I have learned to just say yes, let go and trust. When the tent collapsed in Green River, it gifted us with an unexpected welcome. Luckily none of the 300 people was seriously hurt. Before the main tent came down, many had run through the rain for shelter under smaller canopies while the musicians frantically tried to rescue their sound equipment. Those caught underneath the main tent were able to crawl out. Of course we were all drenched to the bone.

Some of us took shelter in the sanctuary of the little country schoolhouse which was now a spiritual center. About 40 of us held hands in a circle to hold the light for all involved. Diana Mathews who was the organizer of the Celebration, announced to us that John Kennedy, his wife, Caroline, and her sister had just made their transition. Shivers went through me. I glanced across at Patti Cota-Robles, her clothes still dripping. She looked at me and said, “Judy, please sing the ascension song, Welcome Home”.

So, with the support of all those present, incarnate and discarnate, I sang for all the souls who were passing into Spirit, for those who had lost their way, who were suffering, for those who were being born, for those who needed to remember their soul’s vision. The storm subsided, the room became lighter and the walls seemed to disappear.

We remained united in Silence.

There is much more to this story, but then there will be many blog posts. Later that summer in Tucson, Arizona, I sang at the 5-day World Congress hosted by Patti Cota-Robles and Kay Meyer. The morning of the third day, we were told that there had been a devastating earthquake in Turkey and more than 14,000 people had transitioned into higher dimensions. Patti asked if I would again sing the ascension song.

And so, with humility and deep gratitude for all those who have volunteered to assist in the healing of our beloved Gaia, honoring the One Light that connects all of us, I breathed into the Presence and sang, Welcome Home.

 

To listen to a clip of my song, “Welcome Home” – Click HERE  (Song #11) Or to download a copy of the song for yourself for 99 cents – Go HERE

P.S. Check out my brand new From Spirit to Story to Song Website Home for more fun and inspirational stories that I would love to share with you too!

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© Judy Armstrong 2013