Dearest Janina, I am a foreigner in this tech land, but can still feel very sad for you and also glad that you were there and are there now. Death of loved ones often brings an openness to new connections, ,shared moments, memories. I will give you a special hug on your return.
We think of death, so called, as an ending, when in fact, it is but a change in condition. We plant the seed in the spring, watch it grow with the green foliage lush and then make the bud that swells and opens to make the flower, which through the miracle of pollination, whether by the meandering butterfly or bee, or even the gentle breeze, creates a seed. At the point where the seed is fully developed, the plant realizes its' job is complete, starts drooping and losing the lush green and crumples to the ground, becoming the brown of the ground where we first planted the seed in the spring and we say it has died. Yet the entire cosmos of creation lies within that seed.
The job of the still living entities is to nurture the growth of the new seed.
Thank you for your most excellent wordsmithing. What a beautiful tribute to the continuing cycle of life. It is now time for the bedtime snack of some luscious carrot cake with creme cheese icing and garnished with pecan pieces. You have a good night.
There is something about caregiving that lingers in the self and body after the loved one dies. That was my experience, in any case. It's mysterious and does not let one become ordinary again for quite some time. Your words are full of this wonder, for me. Love and thanks!
I am sad for you.
Thank you, Helen
So sorry, Janina. ❤️🩹 What a summer it's been , for many of us. You've written down some beautiful thoughts here...
Dearest Janina, I am a foreigner in this tech land, but can still feel very sad for you and also glad that you were there and are there now. Death of loved ones often brings an openness to new connections, ,shared moments, memories. I will give you a special hug on your return.
Thinking of you, Janina. Please accept my true condolences. You are blessed.
We think of death, so called, as an ending, when in fact, it is but a change in condition. We plant the seed in the spring, watch it grow with the green foliage lush and then make the bud that swells and opens to make the flower, which through the miracle of pollination, whether by the meandering butterfly or bee, or even the gentle breeze, creates a seed. At the point where the seed is fully developed, the plant realizes its' job is complete, starts drooping and losing the lush green and crumples to the ground, becoming the brown of the ground where we first planted the seed in the spring and we say it has died. Yet the entire cosmos of creation lies within that seed.
The job of the still living entities is to nurture the growth of the new seed.
Thank you for your most excellent wordsmithing. What a beautiful tribute to the continuing cycle of life. It is now time for the bedtime snack of some luscious carrot cake with creme cheese icing and garnished with pecan pieces. You have a good night.
Yet the entire cosmos of creation lies within that seed.
Thanks for your lovely comments.
to those who know how to see, every thing is sacred .. de Chardin
https://www.npr.org/2005/06/01/4675953/planning-ahead-can-make-a-difference-in-the-end
There is something about caregiving that lingers in the self and body after the loved one dies. That was my experience, in any case. It's mysterious and does not let one become ordinary again for quite some time. Your words are full of this wonder, for me. Love and thanks!
Thank you, Rondi! xoxo