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Having lost a wonderful man close to my heart on July 21st, I've experienced first hand the passing of a beloved. It appears that many souls are choosing to leave at this time. The multitude of this crossing, however, didn't sink in until I read Verena von Pfetten's article. (link above)
As I see it, death is a birth into the unknown. When we shed these bodies, the spark that is life is freed, and the soul returns home. Where is home? That is a question every woman must answer for herself.
I have this beautiful visual of all the souls leaving earth dancing hand in hand, intertwining as they ascend, becoming a single rainbow of light. At this point in my journey I understand we are all connected. Separation truly is an illusion. In the words of Rumi,
"What was said to the rose that made it open
was said to me, here, in my chest".
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