I've been thinking about death a lot recently and in this article, you can put it into perspective as meaning death literally or death metaphorically, I think it works either way in this instance.
Death can be hard, overwhelming, and downright heavy. I've been wondering why this is so. How can I find peace in the midst of this? I sat with it for a while, I took some deep breaths, and I shed many tears.
Death itself does not make me sad because I know that it is not an ending but actually a new beginning, which is so incredibly beautiful. It makes my soul feel free just thinking about it. I hold a very deep-rooted truth that everything happens exactly as it should and I am continuously working on my relationship with reality because as harsh as it can be, reality is what is in the world. You may not be happy about death, you may have had your own ideas about how it wasn't the right time or many other things should have happened first, but regardless of that, if the death has happened then the death is reality, period. No ifs, ands, shoulds, or buts are going to change anything about it.
So why am I crying? Why do I feel so upset?
Death is about forming a new relationship around something that was once familiar. In our human life we want things to be tangible, we want to be able to hold them, touch them, see them, relying on all of our senses especially our eyes to tell us what's true. Though it is in our mind that we can bring all of our senses alive and hold onto an experience or bring new experiences into our lives simply by using our minds (or imagination if you will).
That is consciousness. No, it's not the same as what were used to and I think that's the hardest part; that transition of getting used to knowing something in a different form.
Whether it's an idea, a person, or some other thing; something that has been a part of your life will always be with you in some way or another, it now makes up part of your whole, and it always will.
Don't be afraid to let go, don't be afraid to move on, have confidence and trust in a deep knowing inside of your soul that things are moving in the right direction and everything that you need to remember and that you need to have with you is there for you, always.
Native American Prayer for the Grieving
I give you this one thought to keep - I am with you still, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on the ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning's hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone I am with you still in each new dawn.