Emanuela Galit Menon is with Jesus now

Ezra and Rebekah, my heart hurts for you. I will continue to pray that you recognize the love in God’s plan and find moments of comfort and peace in your days. As you know, I recognize EmyG’s Spirit as an enormous bright light, she feels like God’s love warming your face in the sunlight. It is beautiful that you helped Emy experience God’s love in the same way. Last night, my husband shared he has been praying to God and saying, Emy needs to feel the sun kiss her face and the breeze on her skin. He expressed his gratitude that you both were able to help EmyG have those experiences. Thank you both for being EmyG’s perfect parents. She is blessed as much as you are. It is all God’s perfect plan. I do not believe that it all ends right now. I believe it changes. Emy is with God, in your hearts. Truth be told we are all blessed and are grateful to experience Emy’s story to whatever extent was in God’s plan.

Yesterday was a big day, in many ways. I am still processing, but wanted to share with you. It is a long read, but I didn’t want to miss anything. I am sharing with you. You may share it or not, as you feel directed. Trust in God. He loves you and will not lead you astray.

I had a day off of work with no specific agenda, just an idea to visit the Menominee Cultural Museum and honor struggle and resilience. First, a quick walk with my dog while 2 bald eagles circled above, then a friend and I left my house and drove north on a narrow county road. We pulled over for a just a moment and a large Black Bear ambled across the road in front of us. She walked down the tree line looking back at us as she disappeared into the woods. The experience was so powerful I was filled to overflowing as silent tears streamed down my face. My brain kicked in and said “that was big, today is important”.
We traveled north to Tigerton. We paused at my friend Judy’s ranch where she had been found in the ashes after a fire a few years back. Driving by and seeing that an ATV park was built on her beloved land, hurt my heart. I knew Judy’s heart and she brought much happiness to us all. I felt the grief and got a quick breath of joy when I imagined smelling her horses on the breeze. I shared Judy’s story with the friend I was with. I thought…”it’s a good the bear filled my cup, I needed it to go down this road again”.
We a traveled a bit more, noticing the sun shining, glistening off of the river as it slowly flowed past. We approached a bend in the road and saw a brown lake. I thought, why, why does that water have to be so brown and I swear the wind whispered…”because not everything is bright and shiny”. I accepted that answer, completed the turn and came upon an old church and dormitory with historic signs out front. Sitting on the edge of this brown lake was an historic Christian school. This is the school where the Stockbridge-Muncie children were taken a hundred years ago to teach them Christian lessons. Their parents were trying to live their traditional ways in woods that were being logged around them and without their children. My heart hurt for them all. It all hurt, the ones that thought they knew best for someone else, but didn’t understand the sacredness and ceremony of life within the native culture. My heart hurt for the ones who knew God/Spirit in a different way but were not allowed to commune with Spirit as they had from the beginning of their culture. Then the blessings appeared. Its all love. The bees were creating an amazing buzz in the blossoms of the trees surrounding the church, they were gathering pollen as God kissed them with sunlight. Bees have been gathering food on that land for 100 years and that thought is not lost on me. It was another experience that filled my cup.
My GPS directed us past the museum, so we allowed it to lead. It took us to a series of lakes where we didn’t understand the roads. It was a dead end with about 15 branches or turns. At every turn you were offered…turn here to go on or turn here to exit. We noticed stark differences between the homes built in that area. We were also faced with additional dead ends that had large signs, “DO NOT ENTER. PRIVATE BEACH CLUB MEMBERS ONLY”. What? We were on the Menominee reservation. It felt counter intuitive, all these boundaries and horseshoe roads with dead ends in the middle, preventing connection. Seemingly, no access to the most beautiful lake system in the area. This was all later explained in a DVD I purchased, but can be found on PBS Wisconsin’s YouTube channel- Tribal Histories-Menominee History. I recognized the grief with moments of joy and wonder sprinkled in for good measure.
Next we stopped at the Menominee Memorial Park. I was gifted a small white feather at my feet. I picked it up and understood that I was to place the grief of the ones whose names were etched in stone, into the feather so the breeze can release it. I touched each stone of the memorial and felt the pain. The greatest burden was from the blank stone. It was the grief yet to come, the future grief for lives lost. This was approximately, 11-11:30am, 5/13/2021. We stayed by the river, honoring the sacrifice and resilience of so many. Prayer flowed in many forms. We asked God to allow moments of peace and comfort to fill the hearts of those left behind and feeling grief. We made a sacred offering to Spirit as we sat by the river and touched the trees. We noticed what looked like very large tears rolling down the trunk of one tree. It was countered by the blessing of the pollen laden branches. It represented the full circle of life in all its glory.
Finally, we made our way to the Menominee Cultural Museum down the road. I felt strange the entire time I was there. I was only drawn to a couple of items. I know I will go back and experience more, but yesterday was special and had a theme. The ceremonial drums held my focus. The papoose board, took my breath away. But I was captivated by a painting in the gift shop. I stood in front of it and wept, not understanding, why. It was 3 panels in one piece. On the lower right side was a Menominee medicine man in ceremonial dress, he blew curls of ceremonial smoke up and across the center panel, it rose to a young woman on the upper left panel. She ascended out of the smoke into the heavens. I wept with joy. This ceremony was not about healing her body, but was to honor her Spirit as she was released. The timing was between 12:15-12:45pm, 5/13/2021.
When passing the brown lake on the way home…it sparkled in the sunshine. It was still brown underneath, but the surface sparkled, it was resilient and healing. What a beautiful feeling to top off the day!
After a bit of driving, a muskrat dashed out of the swamp and into the roadway. He ran under my tires and his transition from life on earth was swift and painless, as I shouted in my head, “No, No, No. Why did you have to do that on today, of all days?”. I heard a quiet whisper, “Soul Contract, thank you”. I felt there was something within his body that made his life painful and he was grateful to be released in such an immediate and painless way. I looked at my friend and she nodded. She explained that she had the same understanding.
When revisiting the stretch of road where we had seen the bear. I told my friend, I am so glad I was able to share my friend, Judy with you. Quietly, I heard, “And how did you like the bear I sent you?”. I liked it very much, thank you. It was the signal that told me today was a very important day and pay attention.
I did not learn of EmyG’s passing until late afternoon after returning home. I was struck at how my entire day was planned for me, including the timing. I didn’t understand it all at the time, but I am grateful to recognize the connections and feel that EmyG has taught me much about faith and the sacredness of life. Some souls have a short, yet difficult life on Earth because they have much to teach us. Their stories live on and they remain in our hearts forever. They make a sacrifice and we experience resilience. Resilience may be taught through brief moments of shiny when everything around us looks dark. Through it all we are guided and supported by God’s love. You both made the choice to honor EmyG’s Spirit and allowed God to kiss her with sunshine as he welcomed her home. She will return to kiss you with sunshine when you need it most. Thank you, God for the gift of Emy and her journey. Thank you, EmyG for the mark you imprinted in our hearts. Thank you, Ezra and Rebekah, for allowing us to share in EmyG’s journey. Her life matters and she will not be forgotten.

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14 thoughts on “Emanuela Galit Menon is with Jesus now”

sbcarrizales says:

May 13, 2021 at 1:06 pm

Becky and Ezra we are so sorry to hear of EmyG’s passing. We pray for comfort for you and the whole family. May she Rest In Peace in Jesus’ arms.

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sbcarrizales says:

May 13, 2021 at 1:09 pm

Becky & Ezra we are so sorry to hear of EmyG’s passing. We pray for comfort for you and the whole family. May she Rest In Peace in Jesus’ arms.

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Debby Bauer says:

May 13, 2021 at 1:42 pm

So very sorry for your loss. Continued prayers for your family.

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Megan Anderson says:

May 13, 2021 at 2:19 pm

I am so sorry to hear this! My heart breaks for your family ! May God show Himself mighty to you in this time of grief!!
Emy is whole is God’s arms!

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Elena Carrizales says:

May 13, 2021 at 2:41 pm

Becky and Ezra, our heart breaks to hear about Emy passing. May she be at peace and dancing and singing with all the angels in heaven. Praying for comfort and strength.

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hilydawn says:

May 13, 2021 at 3:00 pm

We are so very sorry for your loss. We will continue to pray for your family in the days to come. Your strong, beautiful little girl was such an amazing gift.

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hilydawn says:

May 13, 2021 at 3:02 pm

We are so very sorry for your loss. Your daughter was such a beautiful and strong blessing. Thank you for sharing her with us. Praying for your family in the days to come.

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K-Ann Buela says:

May 13, 2021 at 3:37 pm

Ezra and Rebekah, we are so heartbroken to hear this. Our thoughts and prayers are with you all in this difficult time.

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Maurita A Carrizales says:

May 13, 2021 at 4:52 pm

Becky, Ezra, and family
I am so sorry for your loss. I have been praying for you all and will continue to pray for healing and peace. Love you guys.

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Marge Bona says:

May 13, 2021 at 8:32 pm

I am so sorry for your loss. You continue to be in my prayers.

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Aunt Cindy says:

May 13, 2021 at 8:33 pm

Becky and Ezra,
I am very saddened to hear of the loss of your beautiful daughter Emy G. I pray that you are comforted now by the God who is above all! 💜

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Deanna says:

May 14, 2021 at 11:55 am

Ezra and Rebekah, my heart hurts for you. I will continue to pray that you recognize the love in God’s plan and find moments of comfort and peace in your days. As you know, I recognize EmyG’s Spirit as an enormous bright light, she feels like God’s love warming your face in the sunlight. It is beautiful that you helped Emy experience God’s love in the same way. Last night, my husband shared he has been praying to God and saying, Emy needs to feel the sun kiss her face and the breeze on her skin. He expressed his gratitude that you both were able to help EmyG have those experiences. Thank you both for being EmyG’s perfect parents. She is blessed as much as you are. It is all God’s perfect plan. I do not believe that it all ends right now. I believe it changes. Emy is with God, in your hearts. Truth be told we are all blessed and are grateful to experience Emy’s story to whatever extent was in God’s plan.

Yesterday was a big day, in many ways. I am still processing, but wanted to share with you. It is a long read, but I didn’t want to miss anything. I am sharing with you. You may share it or not, as you feel directed. Trust in God. He loves you and will not lead you astray.

I had a day off of work with no specific agenda, just an idea to visit the Menominee Cultural Museum and honor struggle and resilience. First, a quick walk with my dog while 2 bald eagles circled above, then a friend and I left my house and drove north on a narrow county road. We pulled over for a just a moment and a large Black Bear ambled across the road in front of us. She walked down the tree line looking back at us as she disappeared into the woods. The experience was so powerful I was filled to overflowing as silent tears streamed down my face. My brain kicked in and said “that was big, today is important”.
We traveled north to Tigerton. We paused at my friend Judy’s ranch where she had been found in the ashes after a fire a few years back. Driving by and seeing that an ATV park was built on her beloved land, hurt my heart. I knew Judy’s heart and she brought much happiness to us all. I felt the grief and got a quick breath of joy when I imagined smelling her horses on the breeze. I shared Judy’s story with the friend I was with. I thought…”it’s a good the bear filled my cup, I needed it to go down this road again”.
We a traveled a bit more, noticing the sun shining, glistening off of the river as it slowly flowed past. We approached a bend in the road and saw a brown lake. I thought, why, why does that water have to be so brown and I swear the wind whispered…”because not everything is bright and shiny”. I accepted that answer, completed the turn and came upon an old church and dormitory with historic signs out front. Sitting on the edge of this brown lake was an historic Christian school. This is the school where the Stockbridge-Muncie children were taken a hundred years ago to teach them Christian lessons. Their parents were trying to live their traditional ways in woods that were being logged around them and without their children. My heart hurt for them all. It all hurt, the ones that thought they knew best for someone else, but didn’t understand the sacredness and ceremony of life within the native culture. My heart hurt for the ones who knew God/Spirit in a different way but were not allowed to commune with Spirit as they had from the beginning of their culture. Then the blessings appeared. Its all love. The bees were creating an amazing buzz in the blossoms of the trees surrounding the church, they were gathering pollen as God kissed them with sunlight. Bees have been gathering food on that land for 100 years and that thought is not lost on me. It was another experience that filled my cup.
My GPS directed us past the museum, so we allowed it to lead. It took us to a series of lakes where we didn’t understand the roads. It was a dead end with about 15 branches or turns. At every turn you were offered…turn here to go on or turn here to exit. We noticed stark differences between the homes built in that area. We were also faced with additional dead ends that had large signs, “DO NOT ENTER. PRIVATE BEACH CLUB MEMBERS ONLY”. What? We were on the Menominee reservation. It felt counter intuitive, all these boundaries and horseshoe roads with dead ends in the middle, preventing connection. Seemingly, no access to the most beautiful lake system in the area. This was all later explained in a DVD I purchased, but can be found on PBS Wisconsin’s YouTube channel- Tribal Histories-Menominee History. I recognized the grief with moments of joy and wonder sprinkled in for good measure.
Next we stopped at the Menominee Memorial Park. I was gifted a small white feather at my feet. I picked it up and understood that I was to place the grief of the ones whose names were etched in stone, into the feather so the breeze can release it. I touched each stone of the memorial and felt the pain. The greatest burden was from the blank stone. It was the grief yet to come, the future grief for lives lost. This was approximately, 11-11:30am, 5/13/2021. We stayed by the river, honoring the sacrifice and resilience of so many. Prayer flowed in many forms. We asked God to allow moments of peace and comfort to fill the hearts of those left behind and feeling grief. We made a sacred offering to Spirit as we sat by the river and touched the trees. We noticed what looked like very large tears rolling down the trunk of one tree. It was countered by the blessing of the pollen laden branches. It represented the full circle of life in all its glory.
Finally, we made our way to the Menominee Cultural Museum down the road. I felt strange the entire time I was there. I was only drawn to a couple of items. I know I will go back and experience more, but yesterday was special and had a theme. The ceremonial drums held my focus. The papoose board, took my breath away. But I was captivated by a painting in the gift shop. I stood in front of it and wept, not understanding, why. It was 3 panels in one piece. On the lower right side was a Menominee medicine man in ceremonial dress, he blew curls of ceremonial smoke up and across the center panel, it rose to a young woman on the upper left panel. She ascended out of the smoke into the heavens. I wept with joy. This ceremony was not about healing her body, but was to honor her Spirit as she was released. The timing was between 12:15-12:45pm, 5/13/2021.
When passing the brown lake on the way home…it sparkled in the sunshine. It was still brown underneath, but the surface sparkled, it was resilient and healing. What a beautiful feeling to top off the day!
After a bit of driving, a muskrat dashed out of the swamp and into the roadway. He ran under my tires and his transition from life on earth was swift and painless, as I shouted in my head, “No, No, No. Why did you have to do that on today, of all days?”. I heard a quiet whisper, “Soul Contract, thank you”. I felt there was something within his body that made his life painful and he was grateful to be released in such an immediate and painless way. I looked at my friend and she nodded. She explained that she had the same understanding.
When revisiting the stretch of road where we had seen the bear. I told my friend, I am so glad I was able to share my friend, Judy with you. Quietly, I heard, “And how did you like the bear I sent you?”. I liked it very much, thank you. It was the signal that told me today was a very important day and pay attention.
I did not learn of EmyG’s passing until late afternoon after returning home. I was struck at how my entire day was planned for me, including the timing. I didn’t understand it all at the time, but I am grateful to recognize the connections and feel that EmyG has taught me much about faith and the sacredness of life. Some souls have a short, yet difficult life on Earth because they have much to teach us. Their stories live on and they remain in our hearts forever. They make a sacrifice and we experience resilience. Resilience may be taught through brief moments of shiny when everything around us looks dark. Through it all we are guided and supported by God’s love. You both made the choice to honor EmyG’s Spirit and allowed God to kiss her with sunshine as he welcomed her home. She will return to kiss you with sunshine when you need it most. Thank you, God for the gift of Emy and her journey. Thank you, EmyG for the mark you imprinted in our hearts. Thank you, Ezra and Rebekah, for allowing us to share in EmyG’s journey. Her life matters and she will not be forgotten.

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Judy says:

May 15, 2021 at 8:24 am

I am so sad at hearing about Emy G. She was so sweet and so loved. I really enjoyed taking care of her and taking care of all of you as a family. I will say extra prayers for you all. Hugs to you❤️

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Megan Anderson says:

May 16, 2021 at 9:47 am

Ezra & Rebekah,
You have continued use to be in my thoughts and prayers. At church today, as we worshipped, I especially sensed the Spirit’s leading to pray for you this morning.
Praying for you as you make decisions, readjust your life, and grieve. Praying for your family, your marriage and for God’s comfort, wisdom, peace and provision..
Praying for your hearts today!

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