when you are forced to become intimate with death -
you are presented with the opportunity to open to life
on a deeper level.
a certain fear escapes you and an awareness comes in it’s place.
an awareness of what is at stake when we cease to live fully
from the true depths of our being -
courage is transferred from the dead into the living -
so we can cease to waste the gift of precious breath -
potential relationships -
dreams that are asking to be awakened.
a gift is granted in the absence of one life to the presence of another.
just as life is not something to “get over with”,
death itself is not something to get over.
death is asking to be lived
in the very spirit of every passing gust of wind -
every inhale -
every exhale -
death reveals the tender parts of ourselves
and helps us meld flesh + bones with spirit + ether.
morgan leigh callison
mostly i write to remind myself what it means to be me. it is through words, my soul finds expression & my mind finds a place for form to take shape.