Love has no labels, no definitions.
It is what it is, pure and simple.
Love is the Water of Life.
And a Lover is a Soul of Fire.
The Universe turns differently when Fire Loves Water.
~ Rumi's Sun: The Teachings of Shams of Tabriz ~ 
Ram Dass speaks about the soul being like a step on the ladder that you are later going to throw away. Soul Identity is the process of realizing that you and I exist on more than one plane of awareness simultaneously. On one plane suffering stinks and on another plane suffering is grace.
We feel this in the loss and grief for a beloved, whether it is a person, thing or situation. However much love we invested affects how much we feel the absence when what is so loved is lost.
Of late it seems the world around us has gotten so intense and chaotic. Accelerated changes whipping us all over the place - left and right, up and down, forward and back, sideways and upside down.
I am in New York City for the Reimagine End of Life week, exploring big questions about life and death. Three hundred events are hosted all over the city, featuring lectures, performances, interactive programs and workshops.
Topics vary - comedy, food, wellness, literature, ritual, spirituality, art and science. Spanning human life from birth, through all stages of aging, and finally death. Including preference, practice, policy, and preparation for countless approaches and eventualities.
In the meantime I learned about a friend's death far away, as a close friend flew in to ran the NYC marathon for the first time. On one end I held heart breaking conversations with a freshly bereaved widow and on this end we were enthusiastically discoursing on how our levels of awareness change through the years and our experience.
Each train of thought and inspired insight, however stinkily suffused with suffering, was genuinely infused with glorious grace as well.
What a blessed existence indeed. Life is grand.
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