purpose

Sometimes we have to lose something or someone in order to find ourselves. In a profound loss of a loved one, it helps to look for the gifts that are hidden beneath the outer surface of the pain. For if there is not a purpose in the pain, then what is the point? I keep saying to myself over and over, there must be something good to come from this. And what I have found to be my truth is that in going through the loss of my son, I have found a part of me that I didn’t know existed on a conscious level. It has opened me up to a real re-remembering and that is that our loved ones in spirit are not lost. It is we, who are lost. Spirit is all knowing and omnipresent, quite the opposite of lost. What a gift it can be to start to look at the loss as a shattering that opens us up to a whole new way of looking at our lives and to make meaning in the loss. Maybe the purpose of the pain is to wake us up and to become the driving force for our most profound spiritual growth.