I would like to take a moment in writing  and reflecting – to recognize – to honor… those having passed from this world, those left to grieve… and those just entering as newborns. (Two of my dear friends mothers have died, and two of my friends have had babies.)

How odd, as I sit and contemplate the meaning of “being” in this world. The way in which birth and death has no bias. The way in which this elegant cycle continues as it has since the dawn of man. The grieving of loss, the celebration of new life. The paradox, and the prodigy all tangled up like silver necklaces in a box together.

I am a fortunate soul, I am loved and I love. Those who intrust me with their darkest hour are my saviors, as they bring me to my own realizations and lighten my load by giving me theirs. We seem to grieve everything so I’ve come to see. We even grieve our electricity being shut off by a storm! And oddly enough, there those who grieve childbirth as much as the loss of a loved one.

Powerful teacher is grief and I am a good student.

But the most immersive moments of our lives is when we grieve and feel alone, for only then will we emerge to find our hands being warmed by another. Only then can you behold the miracle of your own birth.

"Focus on the Apple"

MYSTICAL PHILOSOPHIES
THE VOID OR EMPTINESS

What is the Void or Emptiness? in Buddhism it means “empty of a separate self” . The word Emptiness or Void should not scare us. To be empty does not mean non-existent. Emptiness is the ground of everything, thanks to it, everything is possible.

When we try to use symbols to understand and conceptualize the “void”, we straight away realize that it is impossible to do so. However, the ‘I’ tries all the same to understand it, because after all, it is its Source. There is an Indian saying that goes like this: “Listen, Shariputra, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, form does not differ from emptiness, emptiness does not differ from form. The same is true with feelings, perceptions,. mental formations, and consciousness.”
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Every human being comes to a moment in their lives when they ask the question, “who am I and why am I here”. Some type of emotional disturbance usually provokes the question, and if not that, your age will have you asking soon enough.

To be human is to struggle with questions innate to the psyche. Even small children ask such questions out of simple curiosity. Point being, if you haven’t asked yourself yet…you soon will.
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