
The next I am crying because everyone I know must one day die.

Always I am filled with the strange wonder of it all.
Truth runs ahead, circles back and tiptoes around
There is a whole world of discovery and beauty just waiting for me. No, look, it has already curled up on my foot. I can sing along with its gentle snoring.
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Hel, I have panic attacks on - now - an almost nightly basis for that exact reason. I'm often blindsided, as the most insignificant thing can trigger it. What to do? If nothing else, I'm grateful that it furthers the sense of true connection we have now.
it messes me up as well. My moods, the quickfire rapidity of them. It's because you are a feeler maybe? The world touches you deep.
And thank you...for the picture of your dog running. When i watch dogs in the park, as I wrote about, I get a tightness in my throat like I want to shout with joy and cry all at the same time. I'm messy that way.
Oh the thoughts the fills our mind..
It truly is stressing at times. Be well, Hel.
I sometimes wonder if we 'died' from some place else to get here.
We're all in it together. For me, that's a door I just keep closed because the pain of being human is too much for me to contemplate.
My 'goal' is to see my children grow up... I want to outlive them... I panic when I think something could alter that so easily.
ooooh I love seventh sister's musing-- so cool-- yeah the way the world can just look differently in the course of a day-- it can be so disturbing, one day feeling great, the next utterly bleak-- it's a trip
~bluepoppy
I guess I've kind of reconciled myself to this one. It's Samskara. Because I see death as an ending of suffering, it makes it much easier to accept someone else's passing with a degree of celebration for their lives and the fact that they are released from suffering. That's not to say I don't experience personal loss.. but it's just that.. nothing fear-based. It's just loss-based.
me too, love.
me too.
But then, peace comes, no?
but then we can be reborn again and again. and dance some more.
next time, i'll come back as your sister.
you have such an open, gentle heart...lovely...
I can certainly relate to the mood changes. But like Jen and Chani I don't fear death much. At least not for me. Something happening to my son on the other hand...
It is bizarre how one day a person can be here and the next she might be gone. That idea has really come home to me this year and it doesn't sit too well just yet. It's fine in theory but it sucks in practice.
I fear death terribly. I don't want any of this to end. I want it to stretch on and on......
This morning my little girl - just six years old - began to sob. She said, I don't want you to grow old and one day die. I don't want to be alone without you. What could I say?
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