Dedicated to a dear friend who has seen her share of struggle and a strong man who lost the love of his life. After the mourning, dance…..
Nothing in the world is static. Everything is in a constant state of change. Currently, we are transitioning from summer to fall, the weather is getting cooler and the leaves are trying on their fall colors. Life is much the same; ever-changing and transitioning through its many stages.
This past week I went back to my hometown to visit family. We are all aging, time is marching on whether we like it or not. When we are young, people in their 30’s and 40’s seem old to us; standing on the precipice of my sixth decade, 70-year olds seem young. This year more than others the realization hit harder that one day sooner rather than later I will be an orphan in the world. It is the natural course of events, and yet I am not prepared, I am not sure any can truly prepare. Like a thief in the night, the transition from this earthly life back to Divine Love will happen, prepared or not.
Ecclesiastes says, “For everything there is a season, a right time for every intention under heaven; a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance…” Solomon concludes we need to enjoy life no matter our circumstances or lot in life, but how many of us do?
None of us knows the day or the hour of our transition so there is much wisdom in living each day in joy and love and with purpose. Returning from my time with family, I was met with the news a friend’s mother had passed on and an acquaintance had suddenly died in a motorcycle accident that very day. One passed as part of the normal course of events, one sudden and unexpectedly. One family sat vigil awaiting the day and the hour, one enjoying life with no thought of that day or hour being their last. My heart was saddened by both; not for those who have passed on, but for those left behind.
Death is the great leveler; all are equal on its playing field. When death pays a visit, expected or not, questions and regrets from the living remain. It’s natural for humans to question what we don’t understand, regret things left unsaid or undone. We unnecessarily punish and torment ourselves when we needn’t. Apart from our bodies, we are spirits and spirits have a much different perspective than those confined by the flesh. Spirits are not defined by the cares of the world, the everyday ups and downs of life. Spirits are the expression of pure love, the expression of the Divinity from which they originated. Once freed from the confines of the flesh the spirit views all things from the perspective of Divine Love. Regret does not exist, only love. For those who are religious, this is the lesson taught through the resurrection of Yeshua (Jesus). The grave could hold the purity of love no longer; love broke through. Joy after the mourning.
What is the take-away? Live each day as if it is your last, freely and openly express love to those close to you, say the words that need to be said, and be kind to all. We are here for a season and when the season is over we return to Divine Love. There is a season for all things under the sun. Today we may weep and mourn, tomorrow we will heal and dance…..