There are days that boldly mark our life experience. Moments that change us forever. Irreversible situations that we wish we never had to experience. Yet thankfully to them we are able to become our most authentic Self.

Death, illness, moments that break us, crack us open so the light can come in and illuminate our truth are what we resist the most. As humans we cling to the permanent, resisting change, refusing to accept that death is the most certain events of all. End of a cycle or end of a physical life - they are both the same.

We enjoy the fresh, green spring leafs of the trees as much as the colourful autumn patterns, but rarely we see the cycle as one of life and death. for something new to be born, something old has to die. For everything development, there is a change. For every outcome, there is a lesson that has to be learned.

On today’s day 14 years ago my dear Father made his transition. The event that broke me into peaces and allowed me to search for answers and let a different type of light to fill me in. 14 years later I still don’t know why he had to go so early, and if there weren’t any other way to get to where I am. My human brain can only guess. God / The Universe knows best, were just here playing the role in our constellation.

There are wounds that can never heal, an emptiness that can never be filled. I’m grateful for all that I’ve learned about life and about myself, but if I was able to choose, I’d prefer that you’re still here.