The Rainbow Sign
Dad's Greeting from beyond the Door of Death
My dad always told me he would want to know after his death that I was his daughter in this life. "Could Eckankar help me know?" he would ask hopefully.
I taught him how to sing HU, the beautiful love song to God, hoping this would help him, but my father was a devout Christian and didn't feel comfortable following up on that.
On May 7, 2000, my mother called to ask if I could come to Florida right away. Dad was near death from cancer, and she needed my help. The airline was accommodating and got me on the very next flight out of New York. I was most relieved, having recently asked the Mahanta, my inner guide, if I could consciously say good-bye to Dad on the inner before he passed on. Now it looked as if I would be able to say good-bye on the outer as well.
I spent the entire next night with my father, playing his favorite hymns for him and reassuring him that he was free to go as soon as he felt ready.
About 5:30 a.m., I awoke to find Dad's breathing very shallow. About to fall asleep again, I suddenly saw Wah Z (the spiritual name of Sri Harold Klemp, the Mahanta, the Living ECK Master). He was with Dad in my inner vision. I introduced them, and Wah Z put his arm around Dad's shoulder.
I could see Dad was very comfortable going with Wah Z. He turned to me.
"Take good care of your mother," he said.
"I will, Dad," I replied, heart brimming with love. He turned and walked away with Wah Z, and I fell asleep.
About 7:00 a.m. I awoke again, and Dad finally left his body around 11:30. Mom and I were at his side.
"Dad," I asked inwardly, "do you know now what you wanted to know?" If so, I asked for a sign—to see a rainbow before I left Florida.
All week long, as I helped my mother with the many details she needed to handle after Dad's death, I looked for a rainbow. The days passed—no rainbow. Maybe that was my answer? Finally, it was time to head home. Two exits before the airport I saw it! There on the side of the road was a huge billboard bearing the words RAINBOW Parking! The sign was so high that no one could miss it.
I had asked for a "sign." And my request was filled. Literally!
I flew home to New York filled with gratitude that I had been able to say farewell to my father in person, see his departure in the company of the Inner Master, and know his great desire had been fulfilled. He knew me as his daughter, even beyond the doors of death.
Excerpted from the 2005 Eckankar Journal, copyright © 2004 ECKANKAR. All rights reserved.