Wednesday, September 11, 2019
It's all connected, you can't have love in a body forever or the spirit would die
You can not separate love from loss. You can not ask for the night to be shorter and still want ripe tomatoes. You can not ask for a life to never end or you are also asking the stream to end before its destination to the ocean.
It's all connected.
You don't get life without death...ever.
You can't ask the spirit to stay in its earthly vehicle or you may as well ask a song to stay in a bird. I've never heard of anyone asking,
"Please, Bird, keep your song in, if it means you will never die."
Every day, things are dying–the bugs I hit with my car window as I drive, the insects below my feet, the old women and men and young ones too, the soldiers, the starving, the sick...and dogs, and animals, and friends...and pugs.
I do not look at my life here at Apifera as a series of losses. I don't analyze the months and think,
This has been a year of losses, please stop
because attrition begins in the womb...the biggest loss of all is at birth-we lose that life of floating freely, protected, loved, anticipated before anyone calls us fat or too old or weird.