Moreover, if when looking in the mirror things seem too perfect, too neat, too orderly then we should be ready to scoop up several handfuls of dirt and make them our highest spiritual offering. There is one more event in the story of Nachiketa. At its conclusion, we see the young man bowing to Lord Yama a final time, totally at peace. And then as if by magic the landscape of the Kingdom of Death changes to the spring rice fields of his native India. In this, a last secret is revealed to him - death and birth are not separate.
Renewal comes by dying.
When we have faced death and aloneness, we are unafraid to live, and life flowers under our feet. Everywhere we go becomes holy ground. And each body a lion of courage, and something Precious to the earth. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms. Mary Oliver Seekers has been a place where I have learned more about compassion.