Interesting stats: did you know, more people leave the planet in December than any other month? Crazy, isn’t it? Literally. It starts in November leading into the grand finale during the holidays. I personally know many people who have lost a loved one recently. This I believe, is truly life’s biggest mystery and greatest hurdle: death, dying, grief. I know from personal experience.

Here’s the irony. From the Big Picture, there really is a more grand, vast overriding truth; there is no death, only transition. We here on the earth plane forget that in the midst of our tears when we can no longer hear or hold, laugh and cry with our loved ones. Yet I truly believe, when we are quiet ~ still ~ attuned to the universe, we can always hear, we can communicate and connect with the greater part of them, their timeless soul essence.

We are always connected. Our brief earthly sojourns are but a microscopic blip on the major evolutionary time grid. This is where the illusion appears. We feel this is “it,” this is reality, when the converse is true. I believe we need to rename, readdress the death mystery, choosing to call the “leaving of one’s earthly costume,” the “Discard-ment” the “Transcendence,” displacing the negativity, fear and control wrapped around the word itself, to “death” as a change in location, an ending and a light-bending beginning. This really is our biggest spiritual frontier: to explore deeply into the ethereal abyss far beyond the structured and boxed religious dogma. This is new territory.

We as a family, community, nation and globe would have to adopt a completely new construct. A new belief system. A belief that all is well, everything is perfect, no matter what. It is what it is. When the soul chooses to leave the “physical dressing” to merge with universal Spirit, the “Life Force of Forever and Shall Be,” we know “we-are and ever-on,” connected through the cosmic grid. Therefore grief is an emotion we need to re-examine, much like greed, avarice, jealousy. They are a waste of energy, time. And grief essentially holds the transcendent soul anchored into the earth’s illusion. Our tears literally dampen, and extinguish their spark, their Light. We want them to shine, light up the cosmic arena with their sparkle and brilliance, perceiving all the while the expansiveness of this particular cycle, that we, like them, will return again into the cosmic mists to play, scamper and travel the vastness of the galaxies and dimensional universes. To know we will join them again and again in the eternal cosmic playground either here or there ~ and it will be.

I believe it’s time to step out of illusion and into the clear bright reality of timelessness and into our greater consciousness.

Here’s to Transcendence. May it be an easy December.

Cosmic sunshine to you.