When life takes
someone or something
away from you,
you can look at it
as sad or tragic
or unlucky or unjust,
and you are
welcome to do so.
That’s why it happens.
But you can also
look at it as
a winnowing down
of distractions
so that you can
more easily find
your essence.
That’s why it happens.
Newfound Lake,
11/3
Perspective on Loss
Loss, a term often associated with an absence, a void, a negative space in the tableau of life. Yet, within this vast landscape of existence, even absence has a presence. Loss has its hues, its textures, and its stories. Every farewell, every goodbye, every transient moment, carries with it an invitation, a beckoning towards introspection and deeper understanding.
When life takes away, it’s a chapter ending, a pause, a space between breaths. In that silence, in that void, there’s a resonance. A subtle whisper, nudging us to look beyond the immediate, beyond the tangible. It’s a cosmic reminder that amidst the myriad distractions of existence, there’s a core, an essence, waiting to be discovered.
In the midst of sorrow, grief, or nostalgia, there lies an opportunity. The curtains of daily distractions part, revealing a stage set for profound revelations. Loss, in its own paradoxical way, amplifies the essence of existence. It beckons us to seek, to explore, to dive deep into the oceans of self-awareness.
Life, with its twists and turns, its ebbs and flows, presents countless interpretations. Each takeaway, each understanding, is a testament to our unique journey, our individual dance in the grand cosmic ballet. While some may perceive loss as a dissonance in the symphony of life, others may find in it a clear note that guides them closer to their soul’s melody.
Summary:
We explore the dual perspectives on loss – as both an absence and an opportunity for deeper introspection and connection to one’s essence.
Glossarium:
- Tableau of Life: The grand scene or picture of existence.
- Resonance: A deep, clear, echoing sound or pattern of thoughts.
- Cosmic Ballet: The orchestrated movements and patterns of life and existence.
“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.” – Albert Camus
Echoes of Absence
In the hush of the night, when shadows fall,
In the stillness, we hear the deepest call.
For in every void, in every empty space,
There’s a song, a rhythm, a gentle embrace.
The winds whisper tales of days gone by,
Echoes of laughter, sighs, and goodbye.
Yet, in each parting, in every silent tear,
There lies a promise, a hope, drawing near.
For loss is but a moment, a pause in the tale,
A comma, not an end, in life’s grand scale.
In the heart of absence, in the depth of the night,
Lies a beacon, a flame, an eternal light.
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