
Cemeteries, urns, and the vessels we use to honor our dearly departed
are not just resting places of finality,
but thresholds where two worlds collide.
They are symbolic spaces where we can reconnect from the loss of our beloved—
bridges to the space of the unknown,
tethers to the liminal here and now
that help ground us when our world has collapsed
and must be reshaped into a new landscape—
a new way of being without them.
They are the force of the sacred that gives form to the formless,
where the seen and unseen can coexist,
where the old world collapses and a new one is reborn—
from earth, from ash, from matter made of spirit,
that has transcended space, time, and continuity.
Where absence becomes presence
and revelations arise in the depths of the void.
Where love does not stop
but finds a new path to traverse home….



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