On Passing
The light does not go out.
It does not dim.
It passes, from one
to the next. Sometimes
divided, it is held
and shared so that others
may know, remember
what is held dear.
Thinking of losses, my own and those of friends, and how we carry a spirit, so that it is not truly lost.
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“We are not gone… we are here to stay!”
Dwight
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In the right hands (and minds).
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Hopefully we will pass on the good rather than the bad parts of us!
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Thoughtful, as always, and a pleasure to awaken my brain in this morning cup of tea. 🙂
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Good morning, sir.
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Amazing synchronicity… my post next Tuesday is very similar…
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I’ll watch for that.
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Nothing is lost. Passing is a state of change.
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It’s all a state of being.
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‘Passing’ is a verb… doing requires being. 🙂
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This is a comforting way of thinking–that the light is passed and shared.
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Thank you, Merril.
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Beautifully said and so true, the lights do shine on ☺
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Yes that’s just right. Holding the spirit. (K)
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❤ ❤ ❤ yes to that! 🙂
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🙂
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So beautiful
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That is a very neat way of looking at how we treat each other, especially as we get old enough to contemplate the last chapter of our lives.
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