VïDâ González - Divine Times

Looking back at my early life, I can see now that I always felt as if I was searching for someone, although I did not know whom that someone was.

The feeling that I was going to meet with somebody that would change the rules of the game was always with me, but the elusive person I was meant to encounter was nowhere to be found at that stage.

Eventually, after a very difficult period living on the streets of Montevideo, I was sent by my dad to Buenos Aires, the capital of Argentina, where my mum lived with her new husband and their children.

Because everything was new, and I was lucky to have a home for the first time in a long while, I felt alright for a period of time, but changing countries did not alleviated the pain I experienced by missing my Nanna, my little brother and the environment I was used to from birth.

However, after a long search, one blessed day I found Cristina, when I was fifteen and she was thirteen, and my good fortune was sealed forever.

Together we have been to the gates of hell a few times, and together, always holding each other’s hand, we were able to walk away every time.

“Get old by my side,” she proposed to me once. And here we are, getting old and holding each other when things get a bit too much.

Our first encounter was a magic meet made in Heaven, and from the very beginning we were told, in many different ways, that we had something to do and that one day we would know what it was.

To say that our life together has been complicated would be a severe understatement, but it has been a wonderful path that we have walked jointly.

Our love for each other has never wavered or diminished, even when things got really tough, especially when our little daughter Mercedes became severely ill and then died when she was only four years old.

Much later we were able to understand that all of the pain that we went through was a learning curve that we had to tread in order to be able to do what we do today.

However, that peculiar feeling of still being unable to find that special being that I felt I was meant to meet, never left me.

For me, the encounters with Celestial Beings started happening from an early age and, thankfully, they have never stopped.

I always had a natural tendency towards the quieter side of life, and a timely encounter with Lord Krishna, when I was about seventeen, gave me a much-needed direction in life and brought meditation and yoga into my existence.

That was a new beginning for me, as it introduced me into the magical world of Angels and other Heavenly Presences.

But again, I was still searching for someone.

All of the above happened while Cristina and I were getting to know each other and learning about a hidden world that most people thought it was a fantasy.

But it wasn’t a fantasy for us. It was quite real.

We got married and moved to Australia and kept making plans for our future together, one day, somewhere in Europe.

Our beautiful son Nicolas was born in 1991 and his arrival, soon after Cristina’s dad passed away, gave us the strength we needed to carry on, as at that time we encountered many difficulties in our daily life.

It was clear that we could not participate in society the way most people do it.

We did try, time and again, to be part of the new reality we were facing, but it just wasn’t to be.

I mean, we tried to fit into a world that made no sense to us, but we kept trying until it became clear that the world and us did not harmonize.

Our beautiful little daughter Mercedes was born in 1994, and then we felt that a cosmic circle had closed, and that everything would be alright.

We didn’t have a religious upbringing as such. However, we knew, deep in our hearts, that God was real, although, for us, He was still a man sitting in Heaven, patting down His long white beard while watching and judging our every move.

And then one day, society made its move into our lives and Mercedes, at the early age of three months, was given a vaccine that made her sick, very sick.

I was not in favour of vaccines or any other medical treatment for that matter, but we lived in a culture that said that if you did not have your shots when the health experts said you should, you were a menace to society and your life was going to get complicated.

So, we accepted for her to be vaccinated.

The deal with the social order is that, as long as you do what you are told without questioning it, you pay your taxes and keep quiet, in time, that very society, through the wisdom of the ruling classes, supported by a group of spineless politicians and other obedient servants, would take care of your wellbeing.

However, it does not always work out that way.

You see, the whole of civilization bases its wisdom on something that someone has concluded after having read a lot, many books, written by someone that also read it, whatever it might be, in a book.

But life is not like that.

In Australia, when you take your child to a hospital, doctors will tell you that you are the one that knows them best, because you are their parent, and that makes you feel secure, as you are now in good hands and you would be sheltered from any harm.

However, if things get complicated and your child becomes ill because one of the doctors has made a “silly mistake”, automatically, as per a magic spell, everything changes, and out of nowhere you become just an ignorant carpenter, or whatever you might have chosen to do to make a living, and your child has turn out to be sick because he or she have not responded to the medical treatment, plain and simple.

So, whatever the “ailment” might be, it is the child’s fault for not doing what they were told.

Well, that is what happened to us, and I am the ignorant carpenter of the tale.

Hospitals and medicine in general are very important, and Australia has, through the years, become a significant part of that reality.

The doctors I am referring to are, I am sure, good professionals, and they get to help a lot of people; but they are human, and we should not brand them superhumans just because they went to medical school and they are now able to pronounce difficult words and to have a funny way of writing unreadable prescriptions.

They can make mistakes like anyone else, and they do, from time to time.

Well, in our case, they made a big mistake, and they could not handle their blunder with the dignity the matter deserved.

Cristina and I went through some very hard times watching our darling little daughter going into a coma more than once, but at the same time, even when we could not see it clearly back then, we were receiving a great opportunity to learn a few lessons in life, and now we can see that the doctors and their mistakes took us directly to the Lotus Feet of the Great Avatar.

So, we are really grateful for that. But at first it was confusing, and very painful.

At the same time, we never lost hope that someone, somewhere, was doing all of this, and it was done for our benefit.

Because, throughout all of this, I was still looking for that special being and, although I could not find them, I was able to feel their presence at every turn.

It was Mercedes, and her short and complicated life, who took us to India to finally meet face to face that elusive Being I had waited, who knows how long, to meet.

As soon as we got really desperate, because the answers we were getting from the system we still trusted would not satisfy our needs, we were able to realize that the real answers were inside us, hidden behind the subtle veil of our egos. However, going into one’s inner being can be compared to walking into the unknown, and that is something we have been told we should never do.

At the same time, my meditations were giving me the assurance that, if I were to let go of any fear, we would be able to find the answers we were looking for.