Pagan News and Views Since 1998
My blessed eldest brother passed into the Light a few days ago...
When the news came it was like standing at the seashore with the cool water lapping at your feet. The sand still firm beneath them....then...without warning a thunderous wave curls over your head and the sand erodes beneath your feet and you are tumbling beneath the waves, no chance for that last precious breath, wondering if you will ever breathe again...wondering which way is up...wondering.."..will I ever feel the firmness of the earth beneath my feet?" Suddenly you are at the surface and taking that wonderful breath of air. Thanking the Ocean Mother for placing your feet back beneath you and on the shore.
You look back out over the sea, "What just happened?"...all is calm and up and down the beach children are playing and the sun is shining and there is laughter on the breeze. All are oblivious of the shock and disbelief that clouded your mind only a moment ago.
But...here you are. In the Peace of nature. The pain of loss is still there. But you are still breathing. Life will be changed from this day forward, like the Ocean, always changing and renewing. The message is clear: No matter what the turmoil or crisis we may endure, Peace resides in all things and is always restored.
My world was rocked, but my Peace is solid and is my base built on a firm foundation of Love, which is eternal.
I celebrate my brother's life and his return to the Summerland. When I sift through the sands of my memory, and see all the love and treasures he shared with me...my joy begins to return.
"I love you."
©2010 Rev. Theresa Helton ☮(Moonraven)