It will be two years now that my world stopped, two years when my breath became silent, and two years since my life as I knew it ceased to exist ...
If one does survive the loss of a spouse there is indeed the definite possibility that they will love again. But how is it possible to love again with the same passion and resolve as before? The answer is that it is not, at least not in the very same way.
Everyone has moments in life and love that cannot and will not exist again, nor should they. Every moment of life is new and different and so should it be. Life is a living breathing organism and as such needs new experiences everyday on which to feed.
I believe that we are built somewhat like the Nautilus ... Every life experience becomes a chamber and is contained therein. However, that chamber when completed begets another so as not to diminish itself. It is all of our chambers that together make us who we are.
I have found that in my new life and it's passion, words sometimes can be repeated from the past much like an incantation ... terms of endearment. When this occurs it are like a electrical charge that both stimulates and nurtures the soul and gives life to the new chamber. But be forewarned, herein lies the dilemma - conjuring from the past, while it can bring the new chamber to life can also overwhelm once set free.
Words and feelings once used with a spouse or lover tend to imprint with that special person and are difficult to be uttered again with another. Therein, I think, the reason for the Nautilus. It is not that life cannot be repeated forever new, so at times there will be crossovers and the borrowing of words from one chamber to the next.
Just remember that each person, each place and each time is in itself special and should forever be kept sacred. To treasure each moment is to treasure all of them, and to love all of them is to be in love with each.
So when your heart tells you it is time to live and love again let it ascend and fly to new heights, heights that will fulfill themselves, to a new plateau where you can pause and reflect again on this thing called life!
If one does survive the loss of a spouse there is indeed the definite possibility that they will love again. But how is it possible to love again with the same passion and resolve as before? The answer is that it is not, at least not in the very same way.
Everyone has moments in life and love that cannot and will not exist again, nor should they. Every moment of life is new and different and so should it be. Life is a living breathing organism and as such needs new experiences everyday on which to feed.
I believe that we are built somewhat like the Nautilus ... Every life experience becomes a chamber and is contained therein. However, that chamber when completed begets another so as not to diminish itself. It is all of our chambers that together make us who we are.
I have found that in my new life and it's passion, words sometimes can be repeated from the past much like an incantation ... terms of endearment. When this occurs it are like a electrical charge that both stimulates and nurtures the soul and gives life to the new chamber. But be forewarned, herein lies the dilemma - conjuring from the past, while it can bring the new chamber to life can also overwhelm once set free.
Words and feelings once used with a spouse or lover tend to imprint with that special person and are difficult to be uttered again with another. Therein, I think, the reason for the Nautilus. It is not that life cannot be repeated forever new, so at times there will be crossovers and the borrowing of words from one chamber to the next.
Just remember that each person, each place and each time is in itself special and should forever be kept sacred. To treasure each moment is to treasure all of them, and to love all of them is to be in love with each.
So when your heart tells you it is time to live and love again let it ascend and fly to new heights, heights that will fulfill themselves, to a new plateau where you can pause and reflect again on this thing called life!
There came a voice from deep inside
That bade me come into the light
Your sleep has ended it said to me
Come dance again in the light and play
For tomorrow now is indeed today
That bade me come into the light
Your sleep has ended it said to me
Come dance again in the light and play
For tomorrow now is indeed today
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