Kahlil Gibran

On Death

You would know the secret of death.

But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life? The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot.

If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart

unveil the mystery of light.

wide unto the body of life.

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;

And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow, your heart dreams of spring.

Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.

Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.

Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?

Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and melt into the sun?

And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing

And when you have reached the mountain top, you shall begin to climb.

And when the earth shall claim your limbs, you shall truly dance.


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Leave this city behind me,

Stone sidewalks of ghostly grey.

Towering buildings void of beauty

Traffic jams all through the day.

I want to breathe the air

From streams and forest trees.

Listen to the sounds of nature.

This has always been my dream.

I don’t want to be a prisoner

In this City where I dwell,

I was Breathing fumes from polluting machines,

Where all highways lead to hell.

One day I will leave this town,

A city built and ruined by man.

And live my life embracing nature

The way our lord God had planned.



Trauma forever changes usโ€ฆ This is the big, scary truth about trauma: there is no such thing as “getting over it.”

The five stages of the grief model mark universal steps in learning to accept loss, but the reality is, in fact, much bigger: a significant life disruption leaves a new normal in its wake. There is no “back to the old me.” You are different now, full stop. This is not a wholly negative thing. Healing from trauma can also mean finding new strength and joy. The idea of healing is not a papering-over of changes to preserve or present things as usual. It is to acknowledge and wear your new life warts, wisdom, and all with courage.



Tomorrow is not promised. Not a single second or minute is. So, live for today. Keep the promises you make. Take action on the things you desire and need. Remind those that matter to you that they are loved, and you are grateful for them. Never leave someone you care about on unfavorable terms. Give more than you take. Make the calls you’ve been telling yourself you’ll do ‘tomorrow.’ Let the small shit go. Never go to bed angry. We will all die one day, so learn to live each day with the promise to yourself that it’ll be better than yesterday.๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒป