Orien just sent me a picture of Orien Rose. I’m not posting a picture of a girl in a hospital gown all over the Internets, but she looks damn good. Sitting up, eating breakfast, signing “I love you” to the camera (Orien is a Sign Language Interpreter, and Orien Rose knows a little Sign as well).
Got permission from the parents; but I’m having trouble with my picture editor, so go here.
This email is from Orien Rose’s mother, Christine, timestamped 8:38 am:
Thank you for the texts received already this morning. She went under about 20
minutes ago…Orien just returning after being with her for the first few moments.I will post to the blog as soon as I can get to it!
Blessings
Sunday I didn’t post a meditation. Instead, Roberta and I spent about six hours writing a blog post about Orien Rose, a cover letter to send to bloggers (many of whom have responded with grace and wonderfulness), figuring out what our mailing list was, etc. That was my meditation, and yeah, that’s your meditation too. It’s about healing. It’s all about healing. In some ways, even the magic we do that has nothing to do with healing is about healing. Healing the pain of not having a job or a relationship. Healing the ache of the world through political or justice magic. Healing our ability to believe we can do magic. Being the change we want to see in the world.
I woke this morning and thought of Orien Rose. Showered and thought of Orien Rose. Made coffee and thought of Orien Rose. And at one moment, I wept; not from pain or sorrow, but from the wave of energy; of all the thoughts moving with mine towards this girl and her family.
I have a busy frickin day. But I will be thinking of Orien Rose.
Orien Rose is a miracle. She, and her parents, are my important, beloved friends. She is a nine year old girl who, just over a year ago, was in a horrific boating accident. There was skull, facial, and brain injury. Really bad stuff. Tomorrow morning, Tuesday, June 24th, she is having surgery, and we are looking for as many people on this earth as possible to simply think of her, and send positive energy.
You should see her now; have a look at this article from the other day. Orien is an exuberant and hilarious kid, and the interviewer doesn’t even mention how she burped the entire alphabet for him.
If she were doing only half as well as she is, the doctors would still be baffled by the speed and thoroughness of her recovery.
She is alive, well, and burping today due to teams of skilled and dedicated paramedics, doctors, nurses, and therapists, the fierce dedication of her parents, and the power of community. Orien Rose has been prayed for by Christians, Jews, Hindus, Buddhists, and Santeros, she’s received energy from witches, Reiki masters, and anyone willing to simply hold a positive image in their minds for a moment.
Tuesday morning she faces the final hurdle: Replacement of the missing portion of her skull; a coordinated effort by neurosurgeons, plastic surgeons, and infection control specialists. AND by the people who’ve been sending her positive energy of myriad forms for this past year.
Orien, her father, asks that people put a reminder on their alarm clock. A reminder to just think about Orien Rose when you wake up. They check into Hasbro Children’s Hospital in Providence, R.I. at 6:30 AM (Eastern time) and the procedure begins an hour or so later, and it will go on awhile, so whatever time you get up will be fine.
You can read Christine’s blog about Orien Rose’s progress, and their progress as a family.
Feel free to repost this on your blog, or link here, or write your own version in your own words (or all three).
Oh! And now that I think of it, if you do go to Christine’s blog, leave her a comment. I’d like to see her blog crashed by the spike in activity.
Thank you for being part of this very real miracle.
