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On Grieving, to my Dear, Dearer, Dearest Dora Isaac Weithers

Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.


This school of life

We walk daily on this winding and very long road of life. We are wayfarers or sojourners and God is the Light ahead of us ... always ahead of us. There's no end to the journey as the Absolute itself wants to enjoy its cosmic game.

Towards this end ... because of His/Her infinite concern, She carries us or allows us to walk, jog and run, according to our receptivity and needs. We will eventually see the promise land, like Martin Luther King Jnr, but Love, in its infinite Mercy, never hurries and allows us to bend the rules with 'limited freedom.' Isn't this beautiful?

Sending Prayers

My Dear, Dearer, Dearest Dee, my utmost commiserations and wishes of God's fortitude, in this your time of challenge.


Grieving is naught but the fire of the soul,

Soothing the Heart in times of pain.
Like the attire we carry daily, it is
A necessary tool in this school of life.

There's no guide to grief -- no
Compass, no maps ... no GPs.
For Love, the Empress of all good,
Is the breath of the tears from whence we came.

- Lantern Carrier


Emily Dickinson's Poetry

If I can stop one heart from breaking
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease one life the aching
Or cool one's pain

Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in Vain.

Emily Dickinson

Wisdom from the Masters

"I am the Light of the world, whosoever follows me, will never walk in darkness, but will have the Light of abundant life: John 8:12 (Holy Bible)

"When you are sorrowful, look again in your Heart and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that, which has been your delight." - Kahlil Gibran



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