I thought this will give a little help in dealing with this great loss,These paragraphs are from a book Holly lent me. "No death,nofear by Thich Ngat Hanh" The same things happen when we lose an of our beloved ones. When conditions are not right to support life,they withdraw.When I lost my Mother I suffered a lot.When we are only seven or eight years old it is difficult to think that one day we will lose our mother.Eventually we grow up and we all lose our mothers,but if you know how to pratice,when the time comes for the separation you will not suffer too much.You will quickly realiza that your mother is always alive within you. The day my mother died,I wrote in my jouinal,"A serious misfotyune of my life has arrived."I suffered for more than aone year after the passing of my mother.But one night,in the highlands of Vietnam,I was sleeping in the hut in my hermitage.I dreamed of my mother .I saw myself sitting with her,and we were having a wonderful talk.She looked young and beautiful,her hair flowing down.It was so pleasant to sit there and talk to her as if she had never died.When I woke up it was about two in the morning ,and felt very strongly that i have never lost my mother.The impression that my mother was still with me was very clear.I understood than that idea of having lost my mother was just an idea.It was obvious in that moment that my mother is always alive in me.I opened the door and went outside .The entire hillside was bathed in the moonlight .It was a hill covered with tea plants,and my hut was set behindthe temple halfway up.Walking slowly in the moonlight through the rows of tea plant,I notices my mother was still with me.She was the moonlight caressing me as she had done so often,very tender very sweet...wonderful! Each time my feet touched the earth i knew my mother was there with me.I knew this body was not mine alone but a living continuation of my mother and father and my grandparants and great-grandparants.Of all my ancestors.These feet i saw as "my" feet werw actually"our" feet.Together my mother and I were leaving footprints in the damp soil.From that moment on,the idea that iI had lost my mother no longer existed.All i had to do was look at hte palm of mt hand ,feel the breeze on my face or the earth under my feet to remember that my mother is always with me,available at any time! When you lose a loved one,you suffer.But if you know how to look deeply,you have a chance to realize that his or her nature is truly the nature of no birth,no death.There is manifestationand ther is the cessation of manifestation in order to have another manifestation.You have to be very keen and very alert in order to recoanize the new manifestation of just one person.But with pratie and with effort you can do it.So taking the ahnd of someone who knows the pratice,together do walking meditation.Pay attention to all the leaves,the flowers,the birds anf the dewdrops.If you can stop and look deeply ,you will be able to recognize your beloved one manifesting again and again in many forms.You will againembrace the joy of life. I hope this has helped who ever that has read it,Cause it help me LOVE YOU HOLLY!
