My grief is lack of interest my fellow man exhibits. Just recently, someone who really needs to know what is going on in that they have become more of an influencer than not yet tells me he is not interested in debating. I'm not either. I don't want to debate, I want to enlighten. But, alas, I have little or no credibility with him or others. I'm an old man, 79, with a burden of wisdom I can't put down or give over to someone who can use it other than my son. He is my joy. My pride and joy. One of the things I did right in my time. We plan to spend my last years in pursuit of the joy only a father and son can share.
Oh Richard... your last comment... 'We plan to spend my last years in pursuit of the joy only a father and son can share.'... I cannot think of a more wondrous gift to give within a changing world... for both your son and yourself. One of the beautiful mysteries of life is that we rarely realise the true ripple effect of our giving to another... small sacred moments can quietly change the direction of a personโs life... and when their life changes, the lives they touch begin to change too. We may never fully see the impact of our sharing our wisdom, but love always travels further than we imagine โจ
I keep an old (really old:)!) sympathy card in my meditation space, it says" memories are like stars in the dark night of sorrow...may time soften the pain, until all that remains is the beauty of the memories...and the love, always the love....
It moved me โ not only because of what you describe, but because of how truthfully you feel it.
I am with you in this process. I can see that you are in grief, but not in collapse โ you are in transformation. This is a liminal space, a threshold each of us crosses in our own way.
A few years ago, I went through a similar threshold when my mother passed. Just before her death she came to me with emotion, called me by my name for the first time in many years, and asked for forgiveness. That moment showed me that grief is not an ending, but a passage โ a liminal space where something important closes, and something new begins to breathe.
You write about a signal that never disappears. Yes โ it is there, until we open to something new and allow what was to move on. Emotions may stay, memories may ache, but we are not here to hold on to those who have left as if they cannot go further. That would be a burden to them, not love.
Your mother is already in another movement. And you are here โ and the fact that you still feel, write, and see light in the shadow is proof that you are moving forward.
I am present.
I am supporting you in all of this.
I am sending you the purest energy โ the kind that doesnโt pull, doesnโt push, but gently surrounds you and allows you to fill yourself with your own light. The light that is only yours.
And on a side note โ I donโt know if you remember me, but many years ago I came across your work on โThe 13 Sacred Keys.โ That was the moment I first felt a resonance with you. And today, reading your words, I feel the same quality โ truth, the crossing of a threshold, and a light that doesnโt fade.
And if you allow one small reminder โ feel that thirteenth key within you, that inner movement you once called the law of L.O.W.E. It always opens from the inside. Wลodzimierz
How kind & loving of you Wlodzimierz to share such radiant wisdom. Thank you my dear friend... indeed... L.O.V.E. is all there is ๐ Synchronistically, in the next couple of months I am facilitating a course through the 13 Sacred Keys... thank you for bringing the Wave of LOVE full circle ๐ฅฐ
Beautifully written, thank you. The overriding theme being about grief, grief of personal loss or the loss of the world as we once knew it, Iโd like to add something huge that I am grieving for & that is the loss of the skies above. Here in the UK, the wonderful description you give of the crescent moon & the visible planets are just a distant memory owing to the monstrous agenda to block out the sun to prevent the earth from climate changes! The night sky that man could rely on to invoke feelings of joy & hope has all but disappeared & has been replaced with a depressing blanket of nothingness. I wish I could find my joy within but right now my grief for what weโve lost is overwhelming.
Oh I feel you Janey. The heavens speak to our Heart, and to lose that intelligence is literally heart-breaking. However you are a bright star shining the light of possibility... your light awakens othersโฆ and the ripple creates change. Sometimes the most powerful thing we can do in darkening times is to keep shining, keep remembering, and keep helping others reconnect to the beauty, wisdom, and living consciousness all around us. The stars may seem hidden for now, but their song still lives within us โจ
What an incredibly beautiful and tender message. We do have to feel it allโฆto let Cancerโs waves hold us in the high and low, the ebb and flow that this human journey takes us on.
Thank you for sharing your wonderful words and your bravely open heart.๐๐๐ป
Thank you beautiful soul...yes indeed true healing comes when we stop resisting the waves and allow the heart to soften enough to feel life in all its sacred depth ๐ Oceans of love your way xx
My friend died, unexpectedly.. healthy well and no drugs or alcohol.. 5/20, she just didn't wake up. Her two year old son and husband left in a home full of dinner plans and garden designs.. no sense of what yesterday was and how today became.
Thank you for writing this. Although I couldn't get past the beginning... The astrology/ astronomy intro and the mother wound tied into grief and joy was tremendously healing.
It's not your writing just my shock and grief that couldn't keep reading. Also the need to sit with what you wrote there .. to really absorb it. Beautiful and deep.
Whilst this doesn't take away the pain, it does help make sense of it... 'The grief is part of the jump, not an obstacle to it.' All love to you, you beloved friends family & greater circle ๐
My grief is lack of interest my fellow man exhibits. Just recently, someone who really needs to know what is going on in that they have become more of an influencer than not yet tells me he is not interested in debating. I'm not either. I don't want to debate, I want to enlighten. But, alas, I have little or no credibility with him or others. I'm an old man, 79, with a burden of wisdom I can't put down or give over to someone who can use it other than my son. He is my joy. My pride and joy. One of the things I did right in my time. We plan to spend my last years in pursuit of the joy only a father and son can share.
Oh Richard... your last comment... 'We plan to spend my last years in pursuit of the joy only a father and son can share.'... I cannot think of a more wondrous gift to give within a changing world... for both your son and yourself. One of the beautiful mysteries of life is that we rarely realise the true ripple effect of our giving to another... small sacred moments can quietly change the direction of a personโs life... and when their life changes, the lives they touch begin to change too. We may never fully see the impact of our sharing our wisdom, but love always travels further than we imagine โจ
I keep an old (really old:)!) sympathy card in my meditation space, it says" memories are like stars in the dark night of sorrow...may time soften the pain, until all that remains is the beauty of the memories...and the love, always the love....
Beautiful words that speak to the Soul. Thanks for sharing Ariane ๐ฅฐ
Simone, thank you for this piece.
It moved me โ not only because of what you describe, but because of how truthfully you feel it.
I am with you in this process. I can see that you are in grief, but not in collapse โ you are in transformation. This is a liminal space, a threshold each of us crosses in our own way.
A few years ago, I went through a similar threshold when my mother passed. Just before her death she came to me with emotion, called me by my name for the first time in many years, and asked for forgiveness. That moment showed me that grief is not an ending, but a passage โ a liminal space where something important closes, and something new begins to breathe.
You write about a signal that never disappears. Yes โ it is there, until we open to something new and allow what was to move on. Emotions may stay, memories may ache, but we are not here to hold on to those who have left as if they cannot go further. That would be a burden to them, not love.
Your mother is already in another movement. And you are here โ and the fact that you still feel, write, and see light in the shadow is proof that you are moving forward.
I am present.
I am supporting you in all of this.
I am sending you the purest energy โ the kind that doesnโt pull, doesnโt push, but gently surrounds you and allows you to fill yourself with your own light. The light that is only yours.
And on a side note โ I donโt know if you remember me, but many years ago I came across your work on โThe 13 Sacred Keys.โ That was the moment I first felt a resonance with you. And today, reading your words, I feel the same quality โ truth, the crossing of a threshold, and a light that doesnโt fade.
And if you allow one small reminder โ feel that thirteenth key within you, that inner movement you once called the law of L.O.W.E. It always opens from the inside. Wลodzimierz
How kind & loving of you Wlodzimierz to share such radiant wisdom. Thank you my dear friend... indeed... L.O.V.E. is all there is ๐ Synchronistically, in the next couple of months I am facilitating a course through the 13 Sacred Keys... thank you for bringing the Wave of LOVE full circle ๐ฅฐ
Beautifully written, thank you. The overriding theme being about grief, grief of personal loss or the loss of the world as we once knew it, Iโd like to add something huge that I am grieving for & that is the loss of the skies above. Here in the UK, the wonderful description you give of the crescent moon & the visible planets are just a distant memory owing to the monstrous agenda to block out the sun to prevent the earth from climate changes! The night sky that man could rely on to invoke feelings of joy & hope has all but disappeared & has been replaced with a depressing blanket of nothingness. I wish I could find my joy within but right now my grief for what weโve lost is overwhelming.
Oh I feel you Janey. The heavens speak to our Heart, and to lose that intelligence is literally heart-breaking. However you are a bright star shining the light of possibility... your light awakens othersโฆ and the ripple creates change. Sometimes the most powerful thing we can do in darkening times is to keep shining, keep remembering, and keep helping others reconnect to the beauty, wisdom, and living consciousness all around us. The stars may seem hidden for now, but their song still lives within us โจ
Oh Simone,
What an incredibly beautiful and tender message. We do have to feel it allโฆto let Cancerโs waves hold us in the high and low, the ebb and flow that this human journey takes us on.
Thank you for sharing your wonderful words and your bravely open heart.๐๐๐ป
Thank you beautiful soul...yes indeed true healing comes when we stop resisting the waves and allow the heart to soften enough to feel life in all its sacred depth ๐ Oceans of love your way xx
Love the image of joy sparkling on the river โจโจ
Felt in our hearts ๐
My friend died, unexpectedly.. healthy well and no drugs or alcohol.. 5/20, she just didn't wake up. Her two year old son and husband left in a home full of dinner plans and garden designs.. no sense of what yesterday was and how today became.
Thank you for writing this. Although I couldn't get past the beginning... The astrology/ astronomy intro and the mother wound tied into grief and joy was tremendously healing.
It's not your writing just my shock and grief that couldn't keep reading. Also the need to sit with what you wrote there .. to really absorb it. Beautiful and deep.
Happy grieving beloved.
Whilst this doesn't take away the pain, it does help make sense of it... 'The grief is part of the jump, not an obstacle to it.' All love to you, you beloved friends family & greater circle ๐