The tree was recently shorten and the image is now gone. Heaven would never desert us, but perhaps we as an entity have strengthened enough that the Goddess of Mercy is headed off to help another family who needs her more.
Today I hugged a co-worker that I’ve worked with for over a year. We saw each other more or less 5 days a week, few hours each day. We chatted, we bonded, we grew and we lived.
She’s moving on to a new role and position at a different company…which means, come Monday I won’t get to say Good Morning to her like usual.
People eventually leaving our lives is inevitable and we will never know when our time with each other will one day come to an end.
I’m fortunate that I will still one day get to have lunch, eat dim sum or grab a bubble tea together with her.
But we aren’t always so fortunate…just like tomorrow I’m attending the memorial viewing service of an uncle who was a big part of my childhood. I actually haven’t seen him in years…many years…possibly well over 10 years. I became an adult, I started living my life, he continued on with his. He never called me and neither did I call him. He loved me so much when I was a kid! He bought me so much! We are both Chinese Zodiacs of the Monkey and that made him connect with me even more. He taught me how to sell products at the flea market; he gave me the best pins during the 88 Olympics; he allowed me to work at his restaurant kitchen; he was part of my life.
My mom told me he passed away a few days ago…and coincidentally, or maybe not…I remembered how hard he use to laugh whenever I did the eyebrow dance that he taught me.
I didn’t feel shocked, I didn’t really feel emotional about it until I came home and told my husband….I realized at that moment how safe I felt with my husband because I started to tear up, my throat closed in…but then I walked away and thought I would breakdown into tears…but I didn’t.
I’ll see his physical body tomorrow…but I feel like I’ve been embraced by his spirit the last few days.
I had a revelation from a situation at work today that showcased what I clearly see the difference of being sensitive and insensitive.
Being sensitive doesn’t mean that I’m easily affected emotionally, mentally, or spiritually by what others say, do or think about me. A person who is sensitive is affected emotionally, mentally and spiritually by what is happening to another person. They are sensitive to another persons emotions, their mental hurt and their spiritual suffering. They are selfless in trying to rectify another persons pain and suffering. An insensitive person only thinks of their own emotions, own mental hurt and pain because of what others have said, done or thought about them. They are selfish in trapping themselves in their own emotions and thoughts of the injustice done upon to them whilst those who love them, surround them are trying to support them and care for them.
At the end of the day, a person who claims they have “sensitive” emotions is insensitive to themselves, their spirit, those around them and the world.
The temperature is cool, the trees are swaying, the birds, so many different birds are conversing, the sun is retiring soon.
To all of you who are only 2 inches away from me, thanks for always visiting, protecting and looking over me.
As quoted, “The end of this is the beginning of that. The beginning of this is the end of that.”
Cherish the beginning and celebrate the end…always.