Death of deep moments — relationships, joy, peace, life — are confusing, catastrophising, annihilating. They cause doubt, pain and grief.
And where in life each day there is no ending, no death? The morning ends, noon ends, day at work ends, sun sets, the body rests. And then morning starts, day at work begins, world moves, work continues, dreams grow, sun shines. May be endings are always very close to beginnings, of some kind. May be it is the depth and strength of the soul’s connection to the deep moments that don’t allow for the faint beginnings to become visible, palpable and wanted.
Perhaps, some endings and deaths are desired so not grieved. Those endings are not even noted as deaths. But they are deaths - of moments, events, days, times and many such. And some deaths are just so unexpected and feared that they cascade into abysmal sense of loss and pain, for lifetimes and often for generations.
Life may want one to embrace the reality of such endings each day, so the practice of not fearing death, even learning to embrace death of all things, becomes a possibility. It is an option to see each moment as arising, staying and then ending. Each moment dies. So there is death, an experience of death in each moment.
