Over time and with the support of others, it is mourning that will soften your grief and help you find renewed meaning in life. To mourn is to heal.
A relationship built on near-constant companionship can’t help but leave the surviving person in a deep void when one soulmate dies. The surviving soulmate is confronted with the physical reality of the loss nearly constantly. When you have grown accustomed to orbiting every day around someone whose company you enjoy and have grown to depend on—and suddenly that person is gone—your minute-by-minute existence is thrown into disarray. You have not only lost your best friend and confidant, you may also have lost your breakfast companion, your laundry partner, your sous chef, your walking buddy, your TV-watching sidekick, and your bedwarmer in one fell swoop—and this is to mention just a few of the myriad facets of daily presence you may now be missing."
Sense of Humour. To spend your days in companionship with someonej who loves to laugh, make you laugh, and just have fun is a gift of the highest order. To have that gift taken away must then also be a loss of the highest order.
Vulnerability Soulmates open themselves to one another. Seeing the awesome possibilities enabled by the trust we discussed above, they let down their guards and allow their partners to see them as they are, in all their glory and all their faults. Any initial insecurities, vanity, or posturing they may have brought to the relationship are usually dropped over time. The ego, which worries about false things like appearances, status, and being right, fades into the background, and the soul, which is concerned with truths such as the timeless spirit, the beauty of existence, joy, and love, comes to the fore.
Kindness. When a thousand daily kindnesses are suddenly revoked by death, what happens? The surviving soulmate is no longer attended to and cared for in the same way. It can leave you feeling like the sun got turned off—cold and lost in the dark.
A true soulmate is probably the most important person you will ever meet, because they tear down your walls and shake you awake.
You and I have memories, longer than the road that stretches out ahead
Ritual Soulmates typically share and enjoy many day-to-day activities. What to non-soulmates may feel like neutral or even boring tasks-such as morning coffee or a daily walk—to soulmates may feel like sacred rituals. They can imbue even the most mundane routines with a sense of specialness and privilege (more on that next). Their capacity for presence elevates the everyday to the exceptional, and the exceptional to the extraordinary. Soulmates intuit the power of ritual and tend to harness it more often to express and honor their special love.
Gratitude Soulmates seem to appreciate their good fortune. They move through life together aware that not all relationships enjoy the attributes we’ve been talking about in this chapter. Rather than feeling smug, however, they feel lucky.
The concepts of privilege and gratitude are related closely to honoring. If you feel grateful for something, you honor it. You regard it with great respect. You hold it in high esteem. Soulmates hold each other in high esteem. They regard each other with respect. They honor one another in life, and the survivor continues to honor the partner who died after his or her death.
I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you
Like a comet pulled from orbit
As it passes a sun
Like a stream that meets a boulder
Halfway through the wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better? But
Because I knew you
I have been changed for good
It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend
Like a ship blown from its mooring
By a wind off the sea
Like a seed dropped by a skybird
In a distant wood
Who can say if I've been changed for the better? But
Because I knew you
Because I knew you
I have been changed for good
And just to clear the air
I ask forgiveness
For the things I've done you blame me for
But then, I guess we know there's blame to share
And none of it seems to matter anymore
Like a comet pulled from orbit (like a ship blown from its mooring)
As it passes a sun (by a wind off the sea)
Like a stream that meets a boulder (like a seed dropped by a bird)
Halfway through the wood (in the wood)
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
I do believe I have been changed for the better
And because I knew you
Because I knew you
Because I knew you
I have been changed
For good
For Good" Wicked
Stephen Schwartz
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