Handling loss is part of spiritual growth

Sammy the cat died an hour ago, and is being buried as I write these words. I've shed many tears today. I didn't think I could be there as he died, but I was - and I'm pleased I did. He was with his family, the people who loved him, right to his very last breath.

Non-cat person that I am, it seems I loved Sam a great deal, if all the tears are an indication. Grief is an outpouring of love. When we open ourselves to loving someone/something, we also open ourselves to their (temporary) loss. Handling loss brings spiritual growth.

Ebb and flow of life

Everything had been going so well for several weeks, then this week I hit a rough patch. I experienced more grief over the loss of my uncle, I had several miscommunications with people and I wasn't sleeping well. These factors combined to pull me into a slump.

It shows me that life is about ebb and flow. It is impossible to always be happy. We need the tough experiences to learn lessons so we grow spiritually. My rough patch is now over; it was mercifully brief. I am grateful for it though because I am wiser for the experiences.

Accepting and embracing your soul mission

I have been on a special confidential soul mission for five years. During that time I have experienced a rollercoaster of feelings: honoured, impatient, angry, even grief-stricken when it has not eventuated. 'Why me, God? I can't do this, it's too hard.'

This week I have finally found true acceptance of my mission (which I intend to see through - stay tuned). I chose it, I can do it, I embrace it completely. It is a relief to be at peace with my soul purpose. And ironically, it will probably now happen!