Every major struggle and sacrifice in my life was the predecessor of growth and discovery. In the darkest moments when all was lost. When my thoughts circled and circled confining my belief that death was the only solution was where I found true life. Suicide isn’t well understood by those who haven’t been consumed by enduring darkness and powerlessness. For me, while in that dark state I mentally forfeited everything. My future, my son, my gifts to the world, my family and friends. My desire to push forward into the unknown. All gone.
With all attachments to life gone I had metaphorically emptied my “cup.” Surviving presented a new opportunity. I got to decide how to refill the “cup.” I learned death preceded birth. Birth of something that couldn’t have existed had something not died.
We’re all grieving currently. We’re collectively experiencing a death of sorts. Our attachments are becoming glaringly obvious as we’re forced into isolation. Will you simply endure this hardship or will you find new life? I encourage you to embrace this “death” and welcome “a new birth” into your life. With what will you fill your “cup?” Will it be the same rhetoric and dogma? Or could you accept a new paradigm? What could you birth? Freedom? Passion? Purification? Everlasting joy?
Don’t fear this “death,” friends. Death is a friend who is misunderstood. Life is eternal and full magic. Emancipate yourself from mental slavery. Rise and become!
Utter nonsense. He does not know God.