I have a friend who is transitioning.
He is not a close friend,
I don't know the intimate details of his life.
But every time
I have had the opportunity to be with him,
I feel I recognize his soul, and love and joy
bubble to the surface in interactions.
And still, there is resistance to visiting and being with him in these last days.
There is so much that surfaces when we face mortality.
It is not even necessarily a fear of death itself,
but possibly the environments in which it happens,
or subconscious fears, or unprocessed loss from the past,
Or maybe the impotence we feel when there is nothing we can do.
That all the doing is done, and just Being is all thats left.
And as I allow all that surfaces to to just be,
without judgement or repression...
what I am left with is love.
I am touched by how even in these last few days of his life,
he is living his death in service.
That his dying,
is teaching those around him
a little more about living and loving.
And I am immensely grateful to have had the opportunity to
witness such grace in life.
Thank you DR.
the door is open
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