New day and new ways of spending it. Things seem to have a different perspective when the day involves going to a funeral. Gosh, how we take people for granted sometimes. One day unexpectedly they go. Sometimes the only goodbye we have is seeing their body passing by in a casket with designs, that are filled with religious symbols, if that.. But today he soul was alive as day and amazed I felt her as I prayed. Oh the tears and fears and sadness and years of remembering her face, the cute and happy one that brought us smiles and cookies, Oh.. we embraced
her fully and now swept away to our unknown, a mysterious peek of nature while we slowly mourn. For some of us the afterdeath is not even a mystery for we lived it ourselves, if only but for a glimpse until our soul knew we had to come back to this shell, this body, this instrument, that's handy, this vehicle that can love, that can hate, that can stunn humanity at whole, from good to bad to none- our actions of many, can inspire, transform, or cause petty. Our actions can be kind, or malcicious, or bind us to tormented habits that wastes a precious moment, because of rage.
But when a passing like this comes to our life, we start to wonder how sacred is life. We start instrospecting and discover new ways to be more patient, to have more fun and play.
In the end we are not our habits or what we do, they are just experiences that could potentially possess us if we're not centered and true to our connection to our deeper being. When this light is felt, all else is transient, and meedleling.. Im making up that word, to me it means "back and forth". Duality is ongoing and unstable, but there's something deeper thats not. My friend is feeling this divinity now as we speak, her soul has been lifted, her light is all she can be. She probably is near her daughter