Everybody wants their own little place in the world. And maybe mine is here… Loving you from a distance….
— Ranata SuzukiWe all need hope. As souls, we journey in physical bodies, traversing a life that is dually lived. We experience safety through attachment to the physical world, but we also are comforted and cared for by a trust in the non-physical, spiritual part of our reality. Two different roads, available for us and from which we choose, moment by moment.
— Susan Barbara ApollonIt began with your eyes cast down, and mine looking right at you,I watched you rule out hundreds of questions and accept only mine. I poured my stories into your eager heart, and you sparked faith inside the stubbornness of mine. Our beginning was written in the stars—how could it not be?
— Emalynne WilderDeath leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.From an Irish headstone.
— Richard PuzHe belongs to me, and I to him... Without each-other, we are merely two lost pieces, empty, without purpose...
— Chelsea RadojcicWhen we lose someone we love the pang we experience seems irresistible at first; but gradually it dies out. This is an undeniable fact. Yet, this does not mean that our love object has vanished into thin air; no, it is simply instilled and integrated into our being. Thus two have become one!”By T. Afsin Ilgar - Ted`s Tale.
— T. Afsin IlgarLoss pushes us to difficult places where we have not been before. We often question whether or not we have the courage and stamina to survive the pain. However, we often are given gifts that tell us that we are not alone and that we can withstand the journey.
— Susan Barbara ApollonWhen we understand the illusory nature of life and the profound power of eternal love, which enables us to create miracles and experience the presence of our deceased loved ones, we find ourselves living with joy, hope and peace.
— Susan Barbara ApollonI will love you like the desert burns along the sun when they are together,and when you will be gone,just like every one else,I will cry for you like the snow that melts at the first hint of summer...And hoping that you'll be backI will miss you like the clouds lose themselves when it rains...
— Sanhita BaruahYour heart swallowed me like a well and I will never be able to climb out. I fell. I fell into your infinity. And my inability to free myself will doom your life.
— Emalynne Wilder