Day of the Dead

What are you doing to honor your deceased loved ones at this time of the year, when the veil is thin?  Do you celebrate the Day of the Dead, or does this time of year bring up uncomfortable feelings in your soul?  I fully embrace the concept of the veil being thinner at this time of the year, a time of year when everything becomes less determinate and defined.  The trees in the forest are decomposing, turning to dirt. The momentum of surrender and decay, whether you believe in anything supernatural or not, pulls on everything.  Because of this momentum, we are all breaking down just a little and when this occurs, the veil becomes thinner and we are able to let go just a little.

What can you let go of at this time of year?  Personally, I can let go of a host of judgments I am holding against a few people.  I still stand in judgment of my late husband and how he left this world; I stand in judgment of a love relationship gone badly.  What is most clear to me during this time of year when I can plainly see the forest floor is that it is me who holds the veil so tightly most of the yearlong.  Taking a cue from the earth, I will allow it to dissolve back into what it once was, and rest with the reflection that all is as it is meant to be.  What my life gives to me in this very moment is all I can hope for, and be grateful for those places along the path that brought me here to this.  I will let go of my anger toward my late husband, let go of the pain I am still carrying from a lover who scorned me, let go of my worry for my child, and stand in this moment of absolute beauty.

Decay is beauty; it provides us an opportunity to look inward.  For some this is very unsettling, and that is precisely as it should be for we are all on our own path, each coming to his or her own place in their own time.  For me, on this Day of the Dead I am going to honor my late husband and set a place for him at the table and bid him to join me as I dine tonight.  I will thank him for bringing me here to this and thank him for loving me the best way he knew how.  As for the lover who scorned me, he is still alive, so I will not celebrate him but rather celebrate the experience he afforded me to be more in touch with my soul.  Celebrate this time of year when the veil is thin, look inwards and love yourself a little more deeply in order that you might shine the light forward into the universe.

Everything will change, when your desire to move on exceeds your desire to hold on.

Alan H. Cohen ♥

About Wildflower Women

Welcome to my site. I am writing to give people inspiration to hold their voices, especially as concerns the grieving process. My hope is that everyone finds a little inspiration from my site. We are all a work in progress! Namaste.
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