50. Sunset

We are dying. Our cells are dying. Our beliefs are dying. Our world is not the same from moment to moment to glorious next moment.

We are only half way through Page 93 of the “Medicine Woman Inner Guidebook”.

“Like the setting sun, I am death to that which has been of this day; yet I promise renewal.  (Good news, that aligns with my idea of the pain moving on.)  When there is no way out, I come. I am kind.  Only I can offer the opportunity to leave behind the unsolvable problems.  I am firm.  There is no return to what has been. Through me, you are called to the Creator. You are called to listen once more to the Great Plan and the part you must play in it.  I am the end of life as you have known it.  I am the beginning of what you have not yet imagined.”

I didn’t search for this chapter in the book.  I opened the page.  I typed the quote, reread it.  Reread it again.

scenic view of ocean during sunset

“Like the setting sun, I am death to that which has been of this day; yet I promise renewal.”  Carol Bridges

We are dying.  Our cells are dying.  Our beliefs are dying.  Our world is not the same from moment to moment to glorious next moment.

We are being reborn.  “There is no return to what has been.”  Our cells are shifting and changing.  Our minds and spirits are growing in leaps and bounds, never the same the next day or the next.