There is a bittersweet saying that when one door closes another window opens elsewhere. The bitterness, I find comes in grieving the door closing and looking backward…not having faith that the view from the new window is immeasurably greater, more beautiful and more wondrous than any scenario left behind.
So why do we cling to the bitterness and dwell in grief? Because dreams die hardest of all. We have invested much in our creation of the dreams of the past and are loathe to relinquish them and the promise we feel to be still germinating inside of them. This promise is called HOPE. It is the stubbornest of flames that refuses to go out with the tenacity of life itself.
But if you have ever watched how a fire burns, the flame leaps forward and upward, not backward. What seems to be a tragic ending, is ever a reworking of the dream into a new construct. No one ever truly leaves us, for we are energy and energy never dies. This flame, this HOPE, is the spark of eternal energy within all things that connects us together and makes us ONE.
So take comfort in the passing of the old and bless and release it with love. You have passed into the smelting cocoon of the darkness of regeneration and are about to be reborn with the most beautiful of wings. New beginnings and rebirth can be painful, but the beauty and magic inherent in the process of rebirth is that the HOPE is everlasting and our power to create new dreams is unlimited ❤
Rise Higher Shine Brighter