NOW I CAN SEE THE MOON.
My Brother passed away in the night last night, after a very private battle with cancer. He refused conventional treatment for quite some time, and forbade his wife disclosing any of the struggles he was going through. Wednesday, she finally called a family member, as he'd been taken to the hospital by ambulance the previous Friday, but was not doing at all well. The sisters heard of this by Wednesday night. From then until Thursday night, from thousands of miles away, we from our homes, many hundreds of miles from each other, attempted to reach him by phone. Through sleeping eating resting and strong pain meds, it was a desperate tiptoe business to strive for what would turn out to be a final talk with him. I am, among many many other things, grateful for that talk, however brief, with my brother. While we had very little notice, some people have none. Thursday while in Trader Joe's this card jumped out at me... spoke to me. Of my brother. Of his mindset. Of his journey.Of his soul. Of his destiny.
Embrace those you love. Don't be distracted by anything. Strive for Peace, that which comes from God, which originates in the heart and nourishes the soul. Or is it t'other way 'round. No matter... the circle cannot be broken, is the same thing, pervasive, healing and undeniable.
Peace, my brother. Peace
I love you.