Grief by death

28/03/2021 1:53 AM

Death, considered a topic filled with despair, fear, agony, powerlessness, mourning,..
However the only certainty ahead of human existence.
All what’s promised, is that we end some day. As nobody really knows what’s after death,
The thought of it becomes intimidating, shying away from the idea how it will happen,
the things we leave behind or those that leave us.
Often afraid for the loss of a loved one or the concerns about our own death.
A reality difficult, to find closure with.

The reason i’m writing about it, is my Scorpio stellium and my 8th house.
Reasons and roots in trauma that surround the topic of death.
I gave death permission to frighten me in the past,
but I’m taking back power as I am entirely powerless.
Our sole possibility is surrendering to the unknown,
The truth of our compostable piles of flesh that will rot away one day.
As a part of nature, contributing to the cycle of life.
When I die, my circle has become complete. Tasks loaded and finished.

Why fear, the only certitude we have. Somehow, it’s a security and a promise,
that one day all things end, one day we dissolve.
Our bodies weren’t built to last forever, our mechanism weakens over time.
I surrender that death happens at the right time for each.
A tie to the resolution of lessons and evolving consciousness
In exactly that, what this incarnation has to offer.
For those left behind, the right time is ever elusive.
Living inside the consciousness,
Experiencing the grief vividly.

A whisper of farewell will never be a welcoming experience.
All that we have is gratitude and surrender.
As the hourglass sands won’t rewind, the deceased will disappear in all our senses.
And memories emerge as the sole treasures to retain. Consciously.
Nobody ever really dies,
It’s our three-dimensional existence prohibiting the acceptance of it.
We are used to experiencing life through touch, hearing, smell,..
We are familiar with giving and receiving 
because when I touch you, I feel you, and you feel me.
When a person dies, they can no longer respond to our actions.
Death, physical in nature, creates lack and the feeling of loneliness.
The one that passed over can never be experienced again.
All that it’s truly asking from you,
Is the shattering process, the trial of unconditional love.
Your ability to see beyond the physical realm.
Setting all things free from human perception.
No longer can the needs be met or pleased.
Let it go. Till the next life, we’ll meet again if our souls genuinely need to.

Death regenerates rebirth in the awareness and view of life.
The fleeting of time
Passing faster than we can control or grasp.
Left in despair, deep within the obscure.
As we suddenly realize that we didn’t enjoy it to the maximum.
Death exists in every second. From the cells in your body dying while you continue to live,
To the billions of loss across this world. Death is part of the air we breathe,
A repressed reality associated with the deepest sorrows that refuse to heal in completeness.

We are surrounded by it. Hauling death within us,
But we may fail to see the similarity to the final passage when a cherished soul departs.
We only register death when our hearts embrace the absence that remains
when the soul journeys to the realm beyond.
Death occurs when we experience a sensory lack.

I believe that closure can be found
once you find a balance between physical existence and the intangible.
When you understand that emotion and feeling, is soul.
Understanding, and accepting that the soul never dies, never fades
Handing over the human need for sensory perception
To trust.
Revealing the higher-knowing and the interconnectedness
Entering unconditional feeling, loving, and release.

Time is ever ticking, but a construct of illusion through the mundane
Our cells are limited in capacity.
Human bodies are a temporary vehicle to expand consciousness.