Why is Death an Invitation of Love?

My dear friend passed last night. She spread her wings at 6:08pm. And it is a profound invitation …

I went by afterwards to say goodbye and be present – and it was clear she would be happier being free of that frail body and its confines. One of her dearest friends told me that yesterday morning she felt visited by Gloria with the message that she was leaving. Gloria was smiling and joyful to be free.

You see, Gloria loved to be silly. I mean LOVED it. She and I would act silly with dancing or singing nonsense, even up to the very end in that weak body. As much as she seemed like she breathed fire when she was angry, she had one of the most irrepressible childlike souls I’ve known. And now to imagine the freedom of that joy radiating its light free of the limits of the body brings a smile to me even now.

Beauty abounded last night when I was there. The nurse, Sophia, was with Gloria in her final moments, holding her hand and speaking softly letting her know it was okay, she was loved, and it was okay to let go. Soon, a final breath left Gloria’s body as she was cared for by a caring soul. How beautiful to be walked across the bridge by a gentle guide.

Yes, it has been a long journey of friendship with times of emotional struggle, even in our friendship, from before the diagnosis, then moving her from emergency rooms to hospitals to oncology visits to hospice at home, and finally to her hospice residency.

For my journey, our relationship was perhaps the greatest teacher of my life. Like a bootcamp of awakening. In my friendship with Gloria some of my deepest childhood stories and triggers were reignited. And I am beyond grateful.

It was only through this intensity of pressure to face remaining triggers inside me that I gained the compassion for self and for her and thus experienced the profound depths of a divine love. Not a personal love, although it is absolutely included within it, but a love that allows for the worst and the best equally. An easy road? Hardly. But the only road I desire. A road home to the greatest love, the love of our deepest being, the infinite heart.

So my dearest dearest friends. Thank you for walking this journey with me. I offer to you and to all of us this humble invitation …

Although the “Story of My Friend” has its last breath in the body and we can say she poetically returns home, I bow to each of you, to each of us, and invite us not to wait. Not to wait for the last breath of this body to return home to the boundless love that is our deepest nature. Our return home while alive in this body is our birthright. It is a timeless invitation to remember. The body need not die before we know the secret innermost corner of being where that sacred doorway awaits to be entered.

Love, my dear friends. Don’t wait to love. Come home.

David Ellzey is a Coach and one of four global Sedona Method Instructors, a Best-Selling Author and Noted Speaker. Find out if Conscious Coaching is right for you.

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