Our friend passed away last night. As I brushed my teeth, I thought about how much I already missed him.
“I’m right here.”
I heard the voice, but still went to bed with sadness in my heart.
I woke up this morning full of questions, trying to make sense of things, and return to my optimistic state. I told myself it isn’t possible to see the reasons from here. Trust in the benevolence of the Universe.
I said to myself, “It’s okay to be sad.”
“I’m right here.”
I heard it again.
As I tuned in to the voice speaking to me, a great happiness fell over me like a blanket. He’s right here. He hasn’t gone anywhere.
A shift of energy. A change of perspective. There is no hard line between life and death. If you look with your heart, you can see that everything is infused with the energy of those whom we no longer see physically. They are here. And we are there. I think it’s a way to look at “Heaven on Earth.”
I remember as a child being comforted by the scene at the end of Star Wars where all the characters who had died were smiling and waving from above. This feeling is even better.
Separation is an illusion. We are all one, always.
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