Loving energy brought our fish back to life…
The title sounds crazy, like one of those supernatural experience stories that you’ll find in a spiritual magazine. But it honestly is as literal as it sounds.
So here’s how it went…
Me and my mum came home after a nice, relaxing evening out to find that one of my brothers had cleaned the fish tank, which is so unusual but great! He hadn’t put the fish back into the tank because he was waiting for the water to warm up, as it was freezing cold. Without knowing this CRUCIAL PIECE OF INFORMATION, my mum put the fish back into the tank. But before we knew it, they began struggling to breath and swim. They were dying. I didn’t know what to do, I felt so helpless and scared that my initial reaction was to shout, “someone do something!” over and over again. I was beginning to cry out of frustration while my mum was shouting at my brother, blaming him for filling the tank up with cold water, and him blaming her for putting the fish back into the water assuming it was ready. It was mental. It felt like a lifetime but it was only a few seconds. The fish were fighting so hard to stay alive, until one of them stopped fighting and slowly floated to the top. It was heartbreaking. By then my other brother grabbed the fish net and put both fishes back into the bowl of warm water that they were previously in.
I rushed to the bowl to check if they were okay, only to find that just one had survived. The other fish had definitely died. I gently touched it a few times to be sure, but nothing. Not a single movement. We were all so sad but also in disbelief. I’m pretty sure we thought that it was going to come back to life. My brother, the only one that had the brains and the composure to take the fish out of the tank in the moment, was genuinely worried. I mean, we were all devastated, but there was something about his energy that made me feel like he cared a lot more than all of us did. He had so much compassion and to be completely honest, it was the first time I had seen that side to him that deeply.
As he sat down next to the bowl, he went to stroke the fish that had died, as if to comfort it. I had just accepted that it was gone and was trying to find the strength to get up to flush it down the toilet. But, the second my brothers finger touched its skin, the fish flinched. Like it had woken up from a deep sleep. The more he touched it, the more it somehow began to find the strength to move and eventually swim again. We all jumped in shock and relief, questioning what we had witnessed. I knew about the power of energy and had read stories where things like this was possible, so I was able to recognise what had happened straight away.
The love, the concern, the sadness, the courage that my brother had, along with the urge to help those fish survive, all built up until it became pure, loving energy. With that energy, he was able to bring our fish back to life without even meaning to. The craziest part of it all is, the fish that didn’t die, ended up dying a few months after, and the fish that my brother brought back to life, still lives. It’s been over a year now. He’s not in our home any more but we’ve been told he’s healthy and happy.
It was the most powerful thing I’ve witnessed ’til this day. Because it was evident that love has the power to save anything. Something as simple as a feeling, a gesture, a touch, can make such an impact. Us as humans are more powerful than any other living being. This experience proved it. We have so much spiritual strength that it’s near enough impossible to find it all in one lifetime. But it’s there, whether we feel it or not. Whether we believe it or not. We have the power to save the world, to save our animals, to save each other…if we really wanted to. And how? The answer is love. Only love.