Each day that passes,
the sage discards another useless weight.
Finally all the accumulated burden
of a life spent seeking something
is gone.
In its place is a lightness of being
and a clarity of seeing
that makes a heaven
of each moment.
~ from "What Will Be Left is Life Itself" in THE SAGE'S TAO TE CHING
With their last breath those we love do not say good-bye -- for love is timeless. Instead, they leave us a solemn promise that when they are finally at rest they will continue to be present to us whenever they are called upon. Let us fear not, nor grieve beyond letting go the departure of those we have greatly loved, for in the Tree of Life their roots and our own are forever intertwined.
