Ning Tendo
May 10, 2022

This gave me goose bumps. Such a powerful idea with so much truth in it. When we extend this to life itself, we begin to see the inpersonal nature of life and death.

After my mom passed, I remember entering the well of my grief after much resistance and then I seemed to find my self in this well of universal grief - the mother crying for her dead baby, a soldier who lost his leg.

At this point i began to realize we are all in this cosmic soup together and when you change perspective and move from my pain to the pain or our pain, it is so much more bearable. Thanks for sharing your heart.

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Ning Tendo
Ning Tendo

Written by Ning Tendo

Poet and apprentice to sorrow. I help people find their rhythm in grief by providing resources to support, orient, and nourish them. www.griefdances.com

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