When death comes calling

When death comes calling

It comes to awaken us to life

To remind us of our own mortality

To remind us we are only here for a limited amount of time

In this physical form

In this physical space

In this physical dimension

It comes to awaken us to live

To do the best we can

To be the best we can

It breaks our heart

To heal our heart

It turns our world upside down

To give us the scope to turn it around

It crushes our trust

In order to make room in our hearts to trust again

It yanks away our faith

Only for us to return to faith

To help us to understand that faith comes from our darkest hour

When death comes calling

It tempts us to give up

To stop

To move into the darkest recesses of our minds

And for a time we retreat into that space

Closing out everything and everyone

But then when we see that death

Came to liberate us

To free us

To give us wings

To understand that we are not here forever

To remind us we have a limited and finite amount of time

To be all that we can be

To treasure all that we lost

We understand that our lost loved one

Was our angel

Is our angel

Giving us wings

Restoring our faith

Healing our hearts

Reminding us that we are all one

Never separated

Never gone completely

For their memory lingers on

In our hearts

In the inner most recesses of our brain

Sending us the combined strength of the whole

Reconnecting us back to the whole

Showing us that all the individuality we seek

All the divisiness we self impose

Are taking us away from the whole

But death reminds us we are the whole

Because that’s where we come from

The whole

Each one of us interconnected in ways we would never see

Nor understand

If death did not come calling

If death did not take away ones we love

We would forget to live

We would forget we are not here forever

We would keep putting off until tomorrow

Believing tomorrow will always come

But it never does in reality

Because all we have is this present moment

Not yesterday

Not tomorrow

Just right now

Infinite beings in physical form for a short time

And it is up to us to live this life

Pay attention to this life

Appreciate this life

Accepting we are mortal beings

In this physical body

In this physical space

For a very short time

Because when death comes calling

We are done in this physical space

Moving back to the beginning

To the place we have in the deepest parts of our psyche

Because when death comes calling

It opens our heart to remember and embrace the whole

That we all are.

Embraced by the light

Of the light

Of pure and unfiltered love.

We remember we are the light.

The love.

The beginning and end.

Amen.

In memory of my mother Adelle Clitherow Harvey Johnstone Swan, my grandfather William Johnstone, my  father-in-law Austin Duffy, Penny Thompson, Ellvera Nusum and all those who have departed and were loved.