For a moment…reflections on a funeral procession
This morning as Luna and I were taking our walk, a funeral procession passed us. Two motorcycle police officers escorted a hearse and about 20 cars with their lights on. The officers stopped traffic so that the cars could flow as one unbroken procession through the intersection in front of me. I felt waves of grief flowing through me. Was it theirs or mine? I placed my hand over my heart. I breathed, and did Tonglen, a Buddhist exercise of acceptance, compassion and connection. I felt the grief and breathed out love, hoping each person in that procession caught just a little fragment of comfort. I do not know the circumstances of that death. I do not know whether the deceased was an elderly person who had lived a long life or a life cut way too short. I do know that those in the procession will now have to […]