“You are the One who does not see anything but only exists.” — Meher Baba (LM)
Bliss… Is this a fraction of your bliss?
I lost the 2 most precious women in my life in one instant, never to see again, my beautiful little sister Khayla, and my love, Christina. I know I love them, and I know I’ll miss them. But what is this feeling of ethereal freedom, love, and joy I am experiencing? What is there to be gained through tragic loss? How is what I’m experiencing possible? I feel like a walking corpse, yet I’ve never felt so alive. The power to change has been injected in me. Unbreakable barriers have been shattered. The power of love that transcends death has been made available to me. I know now that death cannot shake love. Have you blessed me? Have you given to me by taking? You are most definitely a mischievous God. Hahaha! When in your hands all of life is auspicious. Questions like “What can go wrong?” turn into “What will go wrong just right?” There I was, standing at the edge of the cliff with you. Asking to be free, free from all insanity and ignorance. And in an instant of infinite precision, timing, and execution, you send me off the cliff. Flying off the edge, I have brimmed with sorrow. Is there a reason to live? What kind of God does this? Out of the abyss. You lift me; I give you my cup of sorrow, pleading, “Please help…” in that moment you let me take a glimpse into your well of love. And it is bottomless. So this is what it means to love? Love redefined. Love like I’ve never dreamed of feeling. I am blessed to have loved and lost. If I had all the power in the world to change this event, I would put it into love. Love for everything, every rock, every tree, every animal, and every human. And that IS Love for God. Love for your will. For it is written. It is done.