During a contemplation last week, I realized how fortunate I’ve been to have been surrounded by love my entire life. I took that for granted for most of my life, not realizing how special it was. During this contemplation, I had several revelations I would like to share.
When I met my wife, Nancy, for the first time, I fell instantly in love. At that moment, I realized that I had never been in love before. Real love transcends time, space, and logic. It simply is.
I felt complete. Little did I know at the time that love is never complete. It is constantly expanding. My first realization of this was when our first child was born. When you hold that special soul in your arms, you feel as if your heart could burst. That love continued to expand through the years as we experienced this with two more children.
My point is this. Love is a never-ending journey. Whether we are here in the physical or elsewhere, even if we wanted to, we cannot escape it because everything in existence is sourced from God’s love.
Grief is a love trainer. It’s akin to starting a workout program where your trainer tells you to forget what you think you know and do this instead. Little by little, through the aches and pains, you start to become a new you. You become stronger, more flexible, and can take on new projects you’ve put off for too long. Your world becomes more effortless. You have more energy and a better outlook on life. Your light begins to shine again.
Grief is your spiritual trainer. Not one you chose, but one nonetheless. And like a fitness trainer, it breaks you down before it can build you up. And grief is a trainer you can’t fire. You’re stuck with the task master. You can try to fight it or run from it. None of this will work. If you want to gain all the gifts grief has in store for you, simply immerse yourself in it. Go with the flow. Allow it to ravage you. This is the greatest of grief’s gifts.
It cleanses the soul in preparation for the new life you are about to be born into. A life filled with new adventures and endless possibilities. A life that has been handed to you with blessings from God. The only question that remains is, what will you do with it? It’s entirely in your hands. Make it a miraculous one.
My life has been an orchestra of love Those I’ve loved are the notes I have played I sincerely don’t know what I’ve done To deserve the chance to conduct this heavenly serenade
I‘ve conducted a wonderful symphony of souls All the sharps and flats creating a gravitational mass An inimitable universal love that unfolds A treasure chest of love that I’ve amassed
Sing to me my choir of shining stars That I may sail away upon your wings Let’s erect our personal spiritual alcazar A palace to share our heartstrings
Let me sail away upon your perfect harmony Scaling notes beyond human comprehension As all our love melds with eternity While we entertain each spiritual dimension
When the setting sun slithers silently When darkness dooms my daylight And shadows slither into my soul A satanic stain swallowing my sanity
I howl to the heavens Imploring, inpouring spiritual salvation Helplessly hoping for her healing heart And her tender, tantalizing touch
It had to be you, my shining light Lighting my way home to daylight Surround me, secure me, my sexy paramour Vanquish my villains with vigor
Then we’ll dance the dance that darlings do Sharing secrets sacrosanct to just a few To those who trapped a note or two And share the sacred song of HU
Laughing, exhausted, and gasping for air, we both collapsed on the couch. Playing all our old albums we danced the night away. Memories came flooding back. Our teen years and college days when we clubbed the nights away. The moment we met. When we said, “I do”. The births of our children. All the unforgettable memories that forty-six years in a loving relationship bring.
We must have said “Do you remember” a hundred times. And off we would go to another treasured moment that lay lost in our minds. Until the music played.
She lay in my arms. Just like the first time, I’m still kidnapped by her charms. One of those unforgettable moments you wish will never end. I look into her eyes and say, “Damn I’m sore.” She laughs. She has the most contagious laugh. Eventually, our bodies remember to breathe. We manage to somehow make it to bed. Out like a light within minutes. Making love in our dreams. Reliving all our childhood schemes.
Laughing, exhausted, and gasping for air, we collapsed on the couch. Playing all our old albums we danced the night away. Memories came flooding back. Our teen years and college days when we clubbed the nights away. The moment we met. When we said, “I do”. The births of our children. All the unforgettable memories that forty-six years in a loving relationship bring.
We must have said “Do you remember” a hundred times. And off we would go to another treasured moment that lay lost in our minds as the music played our memories.
She lay in my arms. Just like the first time, I’m still kidnapped by her charms. It is one of those unforgettable moments you wish will never end. I look into her eyes and say, “Damn I’m sore.” She laughs. She has the most contagious laugh. Eventually, our bodies remember to breathe. We managed to make it to bed somehow. Out like a light within minutes. Making love in our dreams. Reliving all our youthful schemes.
Grieving is Soul at play, or more specifically, soul surfing. As Soul, we ride the waves of grief among its crests and valleys. We immerse ourselves in the thrill of it and rejoice in the immensity of love crashing in upon us. As well as the overwhelming emotional pain that consumes us. We are tossed like ragdolls from our celestial surfboards, gasping for air as we try to survive the pounding surf. All the while learning to let go of fear.
Eventually, we become surfing champions, able to ride the waves to shore. We grow stronger having gained the knowledge and understanding of what love is. It becomes apparent to us we need to pass that love unto others. We all become grief counselors.
Grief is another powerful step for us as souls in becoming spiritual masters. Grief helps us learn the immense power and depth of divine love. It is incumbent upon us to share this knowledge. It is the reason why we exist.
89.9% of humans cry at birth. Noncrying after birth had 100% sensitivity for nonbreathing infants after birth. Taking this into account it is highly prevalent for humans to cry at birth when we survive it.
WHY?
Because the physical is extraordinarily harsh compared to any of the higher planes. What simile could I use to express this? I’ll let you determine this. Think of the happiest, most joyful event in your life. Relish in it. Now do the same for the worst moment in your life. And that is nothing compared to what we experience at birth.
Now there is an important reason for this. The physical plane is where we as souls choose to visit. Why would we do this? There are multiple reasons for this decision. The prime reason is so we can burn off karma quickly, allowing us to attain higher states of consciousness more rapidly. Did you catch that? We made this choice.
Why would we be that stupid?
Because as souls we know this is just an illusion. This life is no different than a child playing with a doll. It doesn’t matter in the least what this physical body does or doesn’t accomplish beyond learning to become a vehicle for divine love. That is why humans struggle throughout their lifetimes. They have forgotten they are souls. A soul brighter than ten thousand suns. A coworker with God.
What happens when we become a vehicle for divine love?
The world becomes a better place. Not that anything changed. You changed. You see love all around you. And everything from the tiniest molecule to the tallest mountain feeds off this divine energy you share without even being aware of it. People smile more when they are with you. They become aware something is happening to them, but they can’t quite explain it. Without their knowledge, they become vehicles for this divine love. They may smile more. Be more loving. Enjoy the simple treasures life on earth has to offer.
