A stroke of destiny

Not all destiny is calamitous, nor is destiny an excuse to eschew compassion…but this understanding might help each of us to accept our destiny with more grace.

The great Rudolf Steiner Quotes Site

A stroke of destiny that befalls a person during life in the physical world may seem, from the point of view of that (physical) life, to contain something altogether opposed to the man’s own will. In the life between death and rebirth a force, resembling will, rules in the soul that gives to the person the tendency toward experiencing this very blow of fate. The soul sees, as it were, that an imperfection has clung to it from earlier earth-lives — an imperfection that had its origin in an ugly deed or an ugly thought. Between death and re-birth, there arises in the soul a will-like impulse to make good this imperfection. The soul, therefore, becomes imbued with the tendency to plunge into a misfortune in the coming earth-life, in order, through enduring it, to bring about equilibrium. After its birth in the physical body, the soul, when met by…

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From the other side, death appears as the light-filled beginning of experience of the Spirit

If we could just relax into this knowing, how we live our lives might change dramatically.

The great Rudolf Steiner Quotes Site

From this side of life, death appears to be a dissolution, something in face of which the human being has a ready fear and dread. From the other side, death appears as the light-filled beginning of experience of the Spirit, as that which spreads a sun-radiance over the whole of the subsequent life between death and a new birth; as that which most of all warms the soul through with joy in the life between death and a new birth. The moment of death is something that is looked back upon with a deep sense of blessing. Described in earthly terms: the moment of death, viewed from the other side, is the most joyful, the most enrapturing point in the life between death and a new birth.

Source: Rudolf Steiner – GA 161 – The Problem of Death I – Dornach, February 5, 1915

Previously posted on April 12, 2016

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Beloved R

 

To R

It is three years ago today that you died to this world but was born into the supersensible realms. The first 18 months of your crossing the threshold were not real to me. I pushed the thought of your death away, pretending it didn’t happen. Then during the last two days of my second Saturn return, December 30-31st, 2014, there you were. Perhaps you’d been trying to reach me all the while but it wasn’t until then, when you brought out the big guns, I could no longer ignore what was happening…and what you were asking of me.

It takes those of us here on the physical plane (I will not say left behind for that does you a great disservice) a long time to get past the suffering of grief and embrace the celebration of your return to the angelic realms…but truly I do celebrate with you today. Slowly I continue to understand how our destiny works together, how everything had to happen the way it did, for this most important work we do together to begin. Do I not sometimes wish things could have been different? Yes…I do. But Rudolf Steiner urges us to accept and fulfill our destiny with as much grace as possible. So to the best of my ability, I do.

You and I have much work to accomplish before I too cross the threshold. With your support and the guidance from our guardian angels, guides and teachers in the higher realms, we will forge ahead…not truly sure where all this will lead…but knowing that no matter what…this is the work we were meant to do…you and I.

So today…I will read to you to help you orient to your new surroundings better and better. I will send you beautiful colors and charged thoughts of love as nourishment for your soul. And I will know…that death does not separate us…that you are closer to me now than ever you were in the flesh…and understand so much better now why, for each of us to do what we were meant to do, we had to “part” in the physical. So with you there and me here (which again is a mistatement as we occupy the same space) …we forge the bridge we agreed to build before we ever incarnated in this life. Truly this life is a mystery!

Happy Birthday R. You are very much loved.