"We are not broken, though we have broken open again and again…"- Rashani
When we leave this world, we carry, in a smallish satchel, only the pure light that sourced our souls.
When we leave this world, our footprints become emblazoned on the path we leave behind, the trail of memories littering the hearts of loved ones. All our scars melt away, and our wrinkles dissolve into dust.
When we leave this world, the tears that fall from faces of those whose lives we’ve touched feed the thirsty earth with remnants of love’s flow. The dusk consumes our spirits and the dawn uplifts our legacy.
When we leave this world, all that we embodied dissipates into a million stars and shines ever more brightly across the heavens, finding a new form. Our home becomes our beliefs, instead of our bodies….
When we leave this world, we agree to be at peace with a new horizon, a different realm, a passing through, a passing over. Our souls forgive every petty transgression, and open themselves to an unconditional unfolding…
When we leave this world, we remember that we are of the world, that we lived here and were a part of it, but that we belong to something and somewhere even bigger.
Our imprint reshapes the hearts of those that loved us and we care for them with a deeper love than we ever could have fathomed before.
When we leave this world, our beloveds mourn and grieve and feel an inconsolable loss because they get it, but they do not understand.
When we leave this world, we go to the place we wished for in our dreams, the space of our deepest bold imaginings….
We remember, - and, we forget.
When we leave this world, we bow to grace, and submit ourselves to a poetic beauty contained and expressed in the mystery.
When we leave this world, we notice how much it all- and none of it- mattered. Everything increases in significance, our gratitude is heightened, the miracle and preciousness of this life is affirmed.
Our final breath is a lesson in letting go.
Our final words are a lesson in loving truly.
Our final feeling is a reflection of the life we chose to live.
When we leave this world, no one knows where we go or why we go at all,
Our vastness promises to leave an unforgettable mark,
Our quietude promises to grant solace to the living,
And our serenity in death vows to bridge the finite and the eternal.
We rest in the light that we always were.
One more time, we grant our successors another new beginning…