The sun rises… and sets. Days pass, and seasons flow one into another as the year wends its way forward. Once again Autumn is upon us, and welcomed with a sigh of relief. For the summer was long and unusually hot, with many crises of weather. November is now on the horizon, a sign that winter is not far behind. And we are left wondering, wherever did the time go?
Weeks and months aside, the year also divides in half; a light side – where the days grow longer, and a darker side as the night hours increase. We are at that point where the dark half is in the ascendent. On some level or another we sense this loss of light, and the ensuing descent into the shadows of time. It can feel uncomfortable, and to some threatening. The bright colours of Autumn fade as the leaves fall, crumbling into dust. And we are left to face the reality of winter with its biting cold and snow, gusting across a barren landscape. It feels a distinct breach within the cycle of the seasons.
Various cultures and religions recognize this rift in time, and offer what comfort there is to be had. The Christian calendar acknowledges it with All Saint’s Day on November 1st. A time of remembrance when we briefly step aside from the hectic, often overwhelming pace of life, to remember loved ones – be it family or friends – who have passed away. The unease of grief reflects the seasons’ darkening hours with its loss of foliage and colour.
The Celtic world takes it one step further and celebrates this time as Samhuinn (sow-en), marking the ending of the old year and the beginning of a new one. It is said for this single night on October 31st, between dusk and dawn, the veil between the worlds is at its thinnest point. And the presence of our loved one’s spirits, walk with us once again, however briefly.
These feelings of loss are natural and universal in nature. Triggered as they are by Nature, and the changing seasons marking the passing of time… as well as our own sense of aging.
If I could turn
Upon my finger the bright ring of time,
The now of then
I would bring back again.
How often have we wished for one more day, or even just another hour with a loved one. To say the words we could not speak, back when they walked by our side… or to share all that has happened since they’ve been gone. Oh, what a comfort this would be! At least that is how we think it would feel.
And yet…
Blessed are they who mourn,
For love is comforted
In every station of the heart:
It is enough
That on the stone of earth
The print of feet.
Yes, it is enough to have had the joy of their presence in our lives, for however long or short a time that may have been. Surely, we have been enriched by this, and know a better and more uplifted life as a result.
We will always miss them, for in memory they continue to have a place within our heart. It is there a faint glow of their nearness can be felt. Wherever we go, or travel in life, their spirit enjoins with ours and lives on. For to a certain degree, we embody all those whose love has touched us on this, our earthly journey. And when the time comes, they will be waiting for us with open arms on the ‘other’ side of life to welcome us home once again… as they did before.
Anima est ubi amat, non ubi animat.
(the soul is where we love, not where we live)
And… Love is Eternal.
Quotes are from the book
‘On a Deserted Shore’
By Scottish poet Kathleen Raine
6 thoughts on “Remembrance”
What a wonderful thought. Great read
Thanks Jim. It seemed pertinent and does give food for thought. Thinking of them offers a certain comfort of their presence with us.
With each passing loved one, I am reminded of my own immortality and Jim’s. The more friends and family I lose, the more I think about a growing need to leave behind a legacy known as Be Kind Needham. Be kind to one another and be kind to yourself. I always enjoy your writings, Bev. They are always thought provoking.
Jean – you have left quite a legacy with Be Kind Needham. Such a wonderful concept you had here and it has touched so many families… all for the better. For as long as I have known you – you have been reaching out to people and various organizations… always sharing of yourself, your time and energy. Yes, my friend you are leaving a legacy of generosity and kindness that will indeed be remembered… and inspire others to do the same.
I’m glad you like the writings… they are a joy to do… and help me keep my head on straight – lol!
Another beautiful piece with a lovely flow to it. Your writing at times seems almost musical to me. Thanks for sharing these thoughts.
What a lovely comment to make! There is an ebb and flow as the words dance around themselves and each other. Sometimes one has to ‘work’ for it. And sometimes… the words take on a melody all their own. This post was the latter… and the ‘message’ took on a life unto itself. I so appreciate the insight you offer!!! Thank you for sharing.
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