Every Day A Little Death

Maybe it feels morbid. Today’s reading is essentially framing the concept
that we deal with in this plane of existence that few want to talk about…
death.

Let's begin with this:

"There is nothing more constant than change."

—Heraclitus 

TODAY’S READING:
371.1-372.2

Maybe it feels morbid. Today’s reading is essentially framing the concept that we deal with in this plane of existence that few want to talk about… death.

Let's begin with this:

“There is nothing more constant than change.”

— Heraclitus

The truth is death is a part of life and is actually an experience at the level of the relative. At the level of the absolute, infinite, there can be no such thing as death—only transition from one experience of life to the next.

At our core we are immortal.

This makes me think of a ritual I know little about, but have heard explained briefly when I have visited the Hindu Monastery on the island of Kauaʻi. The monks who reside there cast off the specifics of their pre-monk lives and perform a funeral for themselves. They celebrate the transition to their new monastic life. Once they’ve performed this funeral, they never again talk about the life prior.

I think what comes up for me is that this is a concept of allowing the old part of a life to die and accept the magnificence that follows in the new life. We can call the “old life” good or bad… but it has no bearing on the now, the new, and all that is to unfold.

We are infinitely unfolding.

I am infinitely unfolding.

I am celebrating another milestone in the unfoldment of my life experience today as I received word that the business documents have been accepted for Tucson New Thought and we are “official.” What needed to be cast off in form prior to this was done, and that opened the path for something new.

We need to cast off that which is no longer necessary to allow the evolution to unfold.

Are you willing?