My mother's light was brilliant, warm and deep. She validated every soul who crossed her path, and illuminated each space she graced. She was the love of my life and my template for how to be in the world.
She's gone from the earth now, but I still search for her light. All my overthinking and striving in life is only a layer that will pass, forgotten. What endures is what lies beneath -- simply the light of our lifeforce and connectivity. Living by Mom's example, noticing and propagating her light, brings me closer to her and to my true purpose.
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