The Ghost of Mrs Sexton  

You could not talk the woman out of what was going on with her limb.  Yes, she knew it was gone, but she also knew that it still hurt her, and her foot was still itching.  Enlightenment is instant with vibrant love and clarity from within, but enlightenment holds nothing except keys to the moment.  
 
I would walk in and put my hand beneath the blanket and scratch an empty bed sheet where her foot would have been…giving her some instant relief...then I would give her a pain med for the screaming aching limb.  I would sit and talk with her and listen to a memory more wonderful, until the pain subsided.    
 
I liked the enlightenment —
the enlightenment was instant  
 
but it was the knowledge I gained  
as I was moving through the experience  
that was most eye opening.