Every Saturday I share a story about my life in a way that you can hopefully relate to. I believe we are all here to share our journey, both the highs and the lows, as this is how we collectively raise the consciousness of the planet. If anything resonates with you, please share! 🙏
On Wednesday, our family's beloved dog Islay passed suddenly.
I realize that to non-dog folks, it may sometimes be hard to relate, but suffice it to say, there's a big hole in our home now.
Grief comes in many shapes and sizes and you're never truly prepared for it when it shows up.
This passage below was shared with my partner by a friend, and we found it comforting.
That perhaps grief can be seen as a kind of exalted state where the person who is grieving is the closest they will ever be to the fundamental essence of things.
Because, in grief, you become deeply acquainted with the idea of human mortality. You go to a very dark place and experience the extremes of your own pain – you are taken to the very limits of suffering.
As far as I can see, there is a transformative aspect to this place of suffering. We are essentially altered or remade by it.
Now this process is terrifying, but in time you return to the world with some kind of knowledge that has something to do with our vulnerability as participants in this human drama.
Everything seems so fragile and precious and heightened, and the world and the people in it seem so endangered, and yet so beautiful. To me it feels that, in this dark place, the idea of a God feels more present or maybe more essential.
It actually feels like grief and God are somehow intertwined. If feels that, in grief, you draw closer to the veil that separates this world from the next.
- Nick Cave - Faith, Hope and Carnage
If you have a pet, give them some extra love this weekend.
🙏 with gratitude,
Harry
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