Hope
Down the road... there is Hope
The plane ascends through dark clouds until it bursts through the cloud ceiling and you're suddenly emerged in a sapphire sky, awestruck by the golden sunrise in the east.
You, courageous explorer have ventured deep through the work of Grief. And with dried tears, on last legs of Hope, have entered beautiful golden light. With hard won knowledge, you embrace the raw human experience and your soul's new wisdom.
Oh brave traveler. Now breathe and fill your being with that beautiful light. ......And when you revive and feel ready, open your arms and buoy others through their dark paths so that they may find their light.
small fire
Words of Hope....
"I live for this hour
not aeons to come
each morning I swear
I shall not succumb
Let others aspire
to the sun in the sky
I tend my small fire
for fear it should die
I'll make my face stone
to the shadow death's made
to a corner alone
I'll banish that shade
which grows in the night
a tree thick with fear
but my fire leaps with light
all the nights of the year"
quoted
MacSween, R. J. (1973). double shadows. The Antigonish Press
They that love beyond the world......
William Penn
They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it.
Death cannot kill what never dies.
Nor can spirits ever be divided, that love and live in the same divine principle,
the root and record of their friendship.
If absence be not death, neither is theirs.
Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas;
they live in one another still.
For they must needs be present,
that love and live in that which is omnipresent.
In this divine glass they see face to face;
and their converse if free, as well as pure.
This is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present, because immortal.
