Life can change on a dime. Every part of mine changed, yet I felt static, because if I moved, then at some level of existence, I was accepting this unwanted change. And so, I felt like life was moving around me, like a raging river moving around a large rock, then tumbling uncontrollably, like rocks washed down the river in a flood.
No human is immune to experiencing some kind of loss and ensuing grief. There is sorrow around relationships, loneliness, sorrow of anxiety, limitation in physical or mental agility due to illness or age or disappointments throughout life, opportunities missed, loss of status, etc. So, it isn’t just sorrow around death. There is another kind of sorrow that we collectively live with which we personalize and internalize that is the condition of humanity itself. Sorrow is all around us.
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