What’s different this time is that there is no real sadness or regret, though there is pain. Unresolved, it arises. I didn’t even realise it existed but it appears, pain and tears and moves right through. Released, a bird freed flying the coup –happy & feeling love for the whole universe and I feel even better than before. Yes the difference this time is that I am willing, very willing to be whatever I am, whatever it is. I’m ok with life, I accept it graciously. Is that what comes with age? Experience? Or just ‘pfff’ a moment that instantaneously arises of its own accord? There is a flow and I will not take it personally. I happily allow and observe.
There is a force of Good. It is with us and I can feel it, a gentle breeze against my cheek, at all times that I remember her; she is here, loving us into voluntary relaxation, release, submission as a beautiful unfoldment of our true nature emerges. All furnaces have been lit by this flame. What gift is this? Indeed what a time of healing and renewal we are in.
'This being human is a guest house. every morning a new arrival; a joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and attend them all. Even if they're a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of it's furniture, still, treat each guest honorably. He may be clearing you out for some new delight. The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.'