June 3, 2021

What the Death of a Loved one taught me about Honoring Life.

What Death Teaches Us.

Today, in understanding that a prominent figure in my life has recently passed on, I sit to feel all that is present—emotionally, and through the memories of the connection, we had shared together.

And, while her departure is fresh, it is of the heart that I wish to write to each of you now. As, I am a heart-centered channel, able to embrace the stillness that enables me the space to bring all energy through for communication. As it was she who met me as her full energy, no longer inhabiting her human form, to speak about her recent transition.

I share with you, what she shared with me, now.

She informed me that she did not come to me immediately after leaving her body because she knew I was not yet ready to receive the news.

The day she departed, I had been revisiting my childhood memories, digging in the depths of self-work, looking to heal what was ready to be released, in the now.

Specifically, the more challenging memories. Feelings of physical abuse, neglect, and abandonment.

And, as I visited these memories, I felt as if she was sitting behind me, looking over my shoulder, viewing all of these instances with me—urging me to resolve the hurts felt in the past. And, more specifically, urging me to review her involvement, or in my recollection, her non-involvement in these past moments.

It was this day that I understood I had been harboring feelings of resentment toward her.

I had been physically assaulted, over and over, through much of my younger years, wishing she could help me and stop the abuse from continuing. But, she did not come, and the abuse did not stop then.

When I felt these feelings of resentment appear, my ego went into full defense mode.

Ego immediately wanted to add a long narrative and just hold on to the resentment.

As it is in harboring these emotional connections such as resentment that if not released when reviewing it, will bring forth more offerings of new situations to keep feeling it until we do choose to resolve it. I was ready to resolve it.

I immediately stopped my ego, took a deep breath, and let my heart speak instead.

I informed this other person’s heart that these past moments and memories were my own life experiences, that I had set out to face and learn from myself. Meaning, these incidents were not hers to take part in, or learn from, then.

In sharing these heartfelt words, I immediately felt the past release from both of our physical earth bodies, and from our family’s timeline.

And in a peaceful, relieved tone, her heart responded, “Thank you, I can go now, Lis.”

At this moment, I knew she was ready to leave her physical form, and she had been waiting for the mutual healing to do so.

This is love.

This leads me to why I was inspired to write this article today.

I stumbled upon a writing, by Dada Vaswani, an author and spiritual influencer, who is no longer in his physical human form.

He wrote:

“There is no death. Death is very much like a sunset. It is only an appearance. For, when the sun sets here, it rises elsewhere. In reality, the sun never sets. Likewise, death is only an illusion, an appearance. For what is death here is birth elsewhere. For life is endless.”

I sat with Dada’s words for some time, feeling put off by them, and trusted my heart to digest the words more honestly, and to share genuinely about why I felt what I had.

My heart shared: to live a life of meaning, you must truly embrace all that we have set out to face in our human forms. As it is in our human forms that we can undo all that we have created to feel as energy, but in the earthen realm.

What Dada wrote was not done with full, conscious consideration of the experiences we seek in our days as human beings. Dada had forgotten to simply value the human experience and, gosh, the sunset too!

So, while Dada was sharing an inkling of the truth in writing about death as an illusion and in there always being life, it was his wordage that no longer honored death itself, nor the getting there, and the evolution that occurs for all involved within our own illusions.

I referred to Dada as a spiritual influencer because Dada’s viewpoints are felt and followed. And I write today to remind you that it is in the following of others’ viewpoints and words, and in the sharings of them, that you accept them as your own.

So, look more deeply at all you do share—as these beliefs and notions may truly be limiting you from loving and appreciating the life you did once set out to experience, in the now.

Death is an experience, just as is life. To nonchalantly devalue both in one simple writing, well, is not of the heart, nor is it a just spiritual teaching.

Remember the love, and you will remain living.

Remember death, and you will no longer live.

Remember the life you wanted for yourself and understand it is attainable.

But first, you have to discard all others’ notions and viewpoints that adhere to you along the way, and quite simply, ask for your heart’s truths to defy these notions and perceptions in order to embrace your own divinity. To then become the heart you set out to be.

And this heart will set forth to honor all situations, feelings, emotions, events, and connections. Even death.

Death teaches us to appreciate all we are. All we have been, and all we may become after.

Each death is presented and felt with purpose.

And while your loved one may no longer be inhabiting the body you chose to remember, they will always be in your heart, and in the energy all around you. As this is what life teaches us.


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