The images below speak louder than words. They resonate because they are True. The ones we love have not left us. They did not leave us behind.
One of the most difficult challenges in life is saying goodbye to a beloved.
But goodbye is not forever.
In our Cherokee language, there is no actual word for “goodbye”; this word is too final. We say “Stiyu”, which means “Be strong”, instead of Goodbye.
Our Cherokee heritage teaches there is no death; only a door to another realm. a new beginning. a new chapter. a new world.
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Whatever we were to each, that we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.
Let my name be the household word it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was;
There is absolutely unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of your mind because I am out of your sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near just around the corner…
All is well. Nothing is past, nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before,
Only better and infinitely happier,
And forever we will be one together.
~ Henry Scott Holland