When we cry for departed people... we cry for ourselves.
Theres no tragedy in their deaths, their personal drama ends, the wholeness of their involvement in this world has been completely played.
Tears and mourning is purely for us, the collateral effect of having our world changed by the absence of another living being.
Today this subject arose, and while trying to explain this perspective, I made an example involving you, my little sun.
And as I spoke, my troath failed me and tears where promised, somehow, it became apparent how devastating your death could be to my emotional reality.
It is necessary for me to know that you are alive and well, and contemplating the possibility of your demise crashed me before i could actually sit and make sense of the emotion.
I found myself attemping to reach out to you, to verify that you are indeed all right. But you have made it clear that you want to be apart. I try to evaluate the best course of action.
I hope this might only be an overreaction to a thought i had not pondered.
Only time will tell.
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