How is that so many nations have no death penalty while others allow their law enforcement to be judge, jury and executioner upon the public highway? Twenty, wow, wow, wow.
In the sorrow of death is the proof of love, of the bonds that exist beyond our reality, beyond the spacetime, matter and energy that makes our world real.
Wise elders are at peace with death as a transformation, a pathway, into the realities heaven offers beyond our world. Yet the young are wise to live and feel the positive ether of this world bind their hearts and souls to that of Mother Earth.
Death is a tragedy in the young and a right of passage for the old and so bring different kinds of mourning.
Death is the gateway to rebirth, and at someone beloved passes through, we both mourn and celebrate. We fee their loss in our life and community, yet we celebrate all that they achieved in their lifetime for goodness, for love, for the natural world, for humanity. It is a time when we are most aware of how sacred living is and to appreciate the gift all the more.
Mourn not the passing of a life well lived, yet celebrate. Count the times your souls smiled together, reached out so invisibly yet tangibly and touched. Death is only the end of a chapter, my friend. And so as this body makes ready to return to the soil, my spirit will watch over you and live in your heart. It will bring sadness as we transform to this new way of connecting, yet this is part of living.
Don't they say that none of us will leave this world alive? Yet for my part I intend to leave the biggest and most beautiful footprint I can. Maybe yours will be right next to mine, that it is together we walk, together we leave a path to guide future generations.
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