A lesson in transformation - the union of love and grief.

Days before my mind wandered into meadows it had yet to uncover, my eyes began to see the unseen and my heart opened to new ideas with curiosity.

I witnessed all around me the processes of transformation that wishes to carry us into deeper connection with all life.

I saw young women transforming the innocence of their girlhood into the unbound compassionate love of a mother,

I saw young men rising to the occasion and stepping into softness and power as protectors of their family.

I wondered, what encouraged their transformation?

In my seeing I began to feel within my own body where I needed to die to be reborn, I saw how we can only travel so far as particular characters or expressions of spirit before life asks us to embrace the process of transformation, to relent any resistance and embrace the unknown.

I know now, in the face of change, transformation and uncertainty, a graceful peace is available. In all things we can choose to maintain our loving heart as the central point of all engagement with life.

Yet to step into transformation we must relent our hold on who & how we have been, something which is particularly frightening to the internal safety support systems that the ego identity provides in an ever changing reality.

When the very foundations of our being begin to dissolve, chaos can naturally ensue.

It is in these times of challenge we can rediscover where our heart truely wishes to be, what wishes to be cultivated and tended to.

The alignment of our soul is again revealed as we begin to extend beyond the boarders of our ego’s landscape, an opportunity is presented to soften into the truth of our nature.

Again and again I am asked to surrender, to relent control and trust the deepening of this character.

If I learn anything from my grief let it be compassion.

Let compassion tenderise my heart and soften my ways, for grace will surely begin to seep in.

Allow any trials to become triumphs, cultivate a home within your being for these triumphs to reside, so beauty can seep through your being in the form of compassion, faith, joy and grace.

Slowly, step by step I know this will draw you closer to the innate truth of the design within your soul.

It is apparent to me now, how grief will reveal answers to questions you did not know you had, I see how grieving does not have to always lay heavy upon our heart but can assist a blossoming into layers of our being we could not possibly imagine achievable.

Grief is indeed a catalyst, a timeline shift in essence.

Grief resides on the same lay-line as love.

To love to is to grieve and to grieve is to love.

They are inseparable, they are united and in sacred marriage are a living expression of faith.

All things end & all things change, yet bravely we still choose love through this knowing.

Those who grieve and still love, in my heart and mind are the most brave individuals we have on our Earth.

If there is something I now know to be true beyond any doubt it is this:

True peace is tangible, it is substantial and lives in the core of your heart.

There is no possible way to fake or replicate true peace.

It is alive within your loving heart or it is not.

You can attempt to pretend, yet I advise you do not, instead, enquire into the un-peace that arises, when it is felt or sensed, take an enquiring breath and ask what wishes to be seen, moved through and transformed.

True peace will come, it will be given. But only through a sacred rite provided by our loving creator when you are ready.

See, it is also apparent to me spirit cannot be brought, traded or faked, only ever rewarded through life.

Grace for instance is living radiance, it is a very particular spectrum of light.

It is through the loving, compassionate heart that we allow ourselves the grace of acceptance of the full spectrum of our humanness.

When we learn to accept and love ourselves in the full complexity of our being that we can then lovingly accept others and offer them compassion.

We must first lovingly accept ourselves with every insecurity, “fault” or “weakness” before true compassion can be known.

And now, I begin to see how I arrived here.

How in earlier in life, my processes of grief uncovered despair and heartbreak, I was left seemingly empty, broken and incapable of contacting any degree of light in my heart.

I clearly remember a particular time of great loss and grief, at such a tender young age, and how the illusions of my life, my being, my relationships and career path all shattered.

I was perfectly empty and offered an opportunity to rebuild.

I somewhat knew it at the time yet had no experience or wise advisor to draw faith from, all I could do was clear my vision and hope for the best.

Through sheer determination and abounding hope, rebuild I did.

At the time I had no where else to go but up.

So I climbed, I took bold steps forward, steps that would have traditionally scared every inch of my being.

I asked my heart what it truely wanted and did not stop my interrogation until I found the core essence and no questions remained.

At the time I wanted instant solutions, as we often do, yet had no option other than to be patient.

But in time, assistance arrived, life blossomed, love found my heart and put tools in my hands.

I found peace in my external support networks and relaxed into my life for the first time.

It’s funny this process of life, the seemingly seperate events that indeed are quite obviously all interconnected.

This concept of separation, I do not know where it became seeded into the human consciousness, but truly I know we are all connected and communicating cellularly in all moments of life.

It’s a life to live not fear,

It’s a heart to share love not judge,

Now I know the depth of my love, I can taste the fruit of peace.

It is compassion for all being that flows from my heart,

beyond the mere recital of pretty words and phrases,

there is a living essence within,

it is the substance of things unseen.

This is the fruit of a tender heart who knows the trials of life and so wishes to ease any burden you carry through handing on these tools gifted to me.

With a loving heart and with devotion to the true beloved, our mother and father creator.

In service to the original design and intention for humanity, I am a living representative for the truth of love

With love, in always,

Sarah