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Philip: Love and Grief

Some years before the sad death of the Duke of Edinburgh on Friday, the Queen remarked that grief is the price we pay for love.  She was right.

Without love we are nothing.  Our soul and human purpose is to learn about love, to express love and to teach love.  Love is the essence of the Christ Consciousness and, until humanity understands and epitomises love, Maitreya, the Christ, cannot return to us.  Love is the cornerstone of the new civilisation of Earth, and it is fundamental to our future.

Love comes in many forms: it can be false, illusory, manipulative, possessive and controlling.  A lot of love is pledged for personal gain or opportunistically, empty promises hiding superficial desire.  Love is a word that is over-used and often misunderstood, for true love, the love of which I speak, is unconditional, and it may be that the Queen knew this when she spoke.

Unconditional love is selfless love, a love that is without ulterior motive, one that understands and forgives without condoning or being blind.  It is a pure love that may be felt by parents to their children, guardians to their animals, champions of Gaia to Earth, and that is felt by God to everything.  It is a beautiful love that enriches and nurtures, particularly when it is reciprocated equally rather than being one-way as it so often is in our human world of complex, uneven relationships.

This special love between two people equally is rare these days, but it may be that it was the basis for the unwavering partnership between Queen Elizabeth and Prince Philip over many decades, each giving much to the other and each honouring the other too.  It was something the public took for granted, perhaps, and only now as we reflect upon the life of the Duke of Edinburgh do we see the importance of their union and how it touched life far beyond the Palace.

Reciprocated or not, it can be a painful love.  We humans can be blind in recognising the nature of unconditional love, spurning it or otherwise hurting the holder – but the love goes on regardless, for it is unconditional.  Like the Queen, Prince Philip loved the people of Britain and the Commonwealth, and only now in his death are we learning of all he did to help them, which may be why there is so much sadness being expressed even by those who never knew him.  Despite vitriol and judgment thrown at him he did his best, and he did much.

When one part of a pure shared love breaks, as so often it does in our mortal world, the grief is heart-breaking in the one who is left, for the price of such love is high:  the void left may be covered over with time but it is always there like a constant ache.  In time we may be able to understand that the love is there still even without the physicality, and that there will be a reunion and resumption one day.

Yes, grief is a high price to pay for love, but the gift of the love that has gone before is priceless.    The Queen, in her wisdom and her faith, may know this and take comfort from it as she mourns.

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A Tale of a Bullfinch

Some years ago, I was saddened when a pair of bullfinches proudly introduced their new young family to the dandelion seed heads along the drive, only for every one of the juveniles, over the next few days, to lose their path and die, flying into windows. The time when birds leave their nest and learn about life is when they are at their most vulnerable, and so it proved. My heart grieved for the parents, who watched and saw and who will have grieved, briefly, too.

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Worthy Remembrance

Mass death is a tragedy and always significant: mass death or any death as a result of war can never be excused, whatever justification is made usually by those who directly or indirectly gave the orders. Yesterday’s global remembering of the “Great” War at its significant anniversary was a sombre reflection of the waste of war, its cruelty and its folly, and of the duty of care of leaders.

On a sad, rainy day, Remembrance Day and Armistice Day merged together to enable those who choose to reflect upon and remember the lives lost in war: to think about the nature of war and why it occurs, and to think about the nature and reason for death itself. The dignity shown and prominence given to the commemorative events for the one hundredth anniversary planned for years before proves there were many who honour and remember still those who died in the first World War, and all wars, and those they loved and knew who have left too.

How or why we die does not matter, it is the fact of its occurrence that does. Young men destined to die on a battlefield have died in wildfires or earthquakes, just as some of those who died on the Somme would have ended their lives early anyway. A wave of mass deaths whether in the Twin Towers, a 1916 battlefield or in a tsunami is significant as a human tragedy, certainly, and as a lesson, too, to those who remain, teaching perhaps about the folly of conflict, the importance of honouring life while it is there, and of the pre-eminence of nature. For the individual, the death is the gift of freedom and the certainty of new life – it is the start of a new journey. Every death teaches us something, if we choose to look.

Meanwhile, it is right to mourn and remember those who are gone, perhaps whom we loved, and those who died so long ago in war, to remember those who have left quietly, father, husband, child, wife or pet, but who are much missed: for each of them, the act of love will be balm to the soul, as it is to those who live on, for now.

 

 

 

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