Passing of a Storm

In the end we wait for the passing of a storm. As winds swirl and the snow buries, the chill is painful against our skin. Darkness envelops even what was once the brightest of days. Then, as the maelstrom reaches its peak there is a beautiful calm, silence where just a moment ago, there was so much loudness. It is in this moment that the energy releases from the body into aether and we are set free. 

It is a great loss to lose the body. We live, love, feel and experience so much in it, but eventually it can no longer support all that we have become. Although we must release from our body, our energy never fades. It thrives in memory, in stories of the greatest journeys we shared, and in the love we gave and received. We are made manifest in the Earth we stood on, the Air we breathed, the Water of life we drank, in the Fire we fueled in the hearts of others, and in the Aether that will now forever hold our essence.

For those that have lost, mourn, until you are ready to weep for joy in the freedom of release instead of in the sorrow of loss, and smile, for the love that will forever be held for them in your heart. It will never feel the same without them, but it will get better and life will continue. Embrace every moment in love, happiness and joy, so that one day you too will have become more than your body, and set free by the passing of a storm.