How the Buddha grieved:
it's how the Buddha grieved, a purity of response that held no suffering attached to it, an appearance of utter sadness that left nothing in its wake. This is our grief as well, just as pure in its experience but we attach beliefs to its engagement, clinging to memories of how life was in sacrifice of every present moment. Grief is meant to flow, to wash over us in cleansing ritual and leave us ready to let go and continue with the process of life, living with the honor of having known, loved, and now grieved for such a cherish aspect of our lives.
it's how the Buddha grieved.
we are meant to experience our loss with kindness and respect through however it arises, not to force a false response of how we believe the process should be. The anguish of loss is pure, even beautiful in the depths of its display, such love coming to the surface through the tears of letting go. There is no proper way to grieve but to surrender to this natural response, allowing all that cares to show up, whatever emotion or response, the time and respect its due. Grief has its own duration, no rules to its length of stay, and our only true role is to honor it through its visit in whatever way each moment calls for, to simply be present to our own brokenness and sorrow - without need of being fixed or our grief to pass quickly. We are simply present to our own loss and sorrow.
our grief is pure.
it's how the Buddha grieved.
suffering occurs not through sorrow but by our own clinging to ideas of its expression. We forget the purity of this experience, that it belongs to every life, and that no aspect of it should be denied. Grief is part of living, natural, a birthright of our lives. The Buddha grieved because he hurt, experiencing sorrow, and never claimed to be above any part of life at all. The Buddha knew sorrow - and yet he was untouched by any cause of suffering. That's the gift of purity, allowing each experience to arise without manipulation or need for the situation to be other.
to just allow.
whatever arises...belongs.
even our wish for things to change.
in this purity - it's how we live and grieve.
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Peace, Eric
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