bluegreen17 (
bluegreen17) wrote2004-06-28 10:36 pm
thinking of mom
there is no death
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i am standing upon the seashore. a ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. she is an object of beauty and strength and i stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and the sky come to mingle with each other.
then someone at my side says 'there! she's gone!'. gone from my sight,that is all. she is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side,and she is just as able to bear her load of living weight to her destined port.
her diminished size is in me,not in her. and just at the moment when someone at my side says 'there! she's gone!' there are other eyes watching her coming,and other voices ready to take up the glad shout. 'there she comes!' and that is dying.
quoted in wayne dyer's the sacred self
i thought this was very beautiful.
edit 7/4: when i found this,i thought particularly of my sister sara,the ljist known as
solarfields.
cosmicly enough,shortly thereafter she stumbled upon the very same passage in a book she was reading. that kind of thing blows my mind. i love being reminded of Universe. and as sara mentioned to me,it's probably our mom doing some conducting from the other shore...especially since this is about her.she always was musically inclined!
(author unknown)
i am standing upon the seashore. a ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. she is an object of beauty and strength and i stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and the sky come to mingle with each other.
then someone at my side says 'there! she's gone!'. gone from my sight,that is all. she is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side,and she is just as able to bear her load of living weight to her destined port.
her diminished size is in me,not in her. and just at the moment when someone at my side says 'there! she's gone!' there are other eyes watching her coming,and other voices ready to take up the glad shout. 'there she comes!' and that is dying.
quoted in wayne dyer's the sacred self
i thought this was very beautiful.
edit 7/4: when i found this,i thought particularly of my sister sara,the ljist known as
cosmicly enough,shortly thereafter she stumbled upon the very same passage in a book she was reading. that kind of thing blows my mind. i love being reminded of Universe. and as sara mentioned to me,it's probably our mom doing some conducting from the other shore...especially since this is about her.she always was musically inclined!

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thank you for posting it.
:hugs:
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in his books,he credits where he gets his ideas from,so he's not pretending they are his. he tells stories of things that he's done or his experiences with using the principles he has learned from others.
i think he's had spiritual experiences,but that's just my opinion!