Mourning to excess is destructive, some even stop living
themselves when a loved one has passed, literally hoping for their own
end so they can “join” with them on the “other side.” When we have
committed ourselves to living on the Spiritual Basis, death and all
suffering come into their true focus. Nothing truly dies. The flesh will
fail for this is the nature of flesh, but the spark of the Divine; the
ineffable power at the heart of everything, that stands outside of
time and our synthetic understanding of the universe, was never born
and can never die. Mourn those who have passed beyond our limited sight
by celebrating their life, this lesson learned, comforted in the
knowledge of their translation from flesh back to their true self,
unbound and unencumbered by physical limitations.
Death provides a clear ending point, but what of the sneaky things we
mourn? Lamenting lost or missed opportunities, those “if I only would
have” moments when we fantasize what our lives would have been like if
we had acted or chosen differently. “If I was only (fill in the blank)
years younger“, “If I didn’t have kids” (this doesn’t mean we don’t love
our children or in any way wish they were gone). “What if” moments, we
all have them, so when they come, let them pass with little notice, like
a small wave lapping our feet at the waters edge. Do not under any
circumstance comment out loud or engage in conversation regarding them, for if we do, what began as a seemingly benign chat will devolve into
morbid reflection, pulling us out of the moment and into a destructive
contemplation of the past. Profit from your experiences, use them as
teaching instruments for you and more importantly others, but do not
dwell on them, for any reason. “We do not regret the past nor wish to
shut the door on it” for one of life’s great truths is that “Pain is the only instrument sharp enough to cut away the excess of self.”
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