Nature is awful, and I often ask myself, should one not interfere? But one cannot really, it is impossible, because fate must be fulfilled.

It is apparently more important to nature that one should have consciousness, understanding, than to avoid suffering. Carl Jung, Zarathustra Seminar, Pages 1415-1416. C.G.Jung on Maya and the great illusion https://carljungdepthpsychologysite.blog/2020/08/20/carl-jung-on-maya-and-the-great-illusion/#.Xz-XwMgzbct By http://Mr. Purrington ( Lewis Lafontaine)

Hello friends! The main reason for this post of mine is at first a letter of Al; my brother, to a common friend which I have found lately in my documents and secondly, the question on what cause more suffering; the loss of a child or the loss of parents.

Without a doubt that Grief is always a part of our life but there is different reasons to grief I think. As I was doing my job as a taxi driver, I had many elder customers (especially aged women) who were living alone and willingly told me their stories about their days and their years and their life. They did it with pleasure because I am a good listener; my pitifulness did it well to them but a few had told me about their loss of a child and I think it is a very painful loss for us all; To lose a partner or parent is surely painful but somehow understandable, to lose your born child is like to lose the result of your life!

For example; I get and read the posts by MeRaw ( MeRaw) http://alienblob.com/author/mrsrawlings/ She is a wonderful writer, poetess, with beautiful pictures and a sorrowful mother as you might know her and see that she is always and still grieving for the loss of his Son. I wish her mercy and blessing. 🙏💖

I accepted the chaos, and in the following night, my soul approached me. ~Carl Jung; Red Book.

Now to the first reason; Al’s letter. He wrote it to a very lovely and unique friend when her father died to comfort her. I have found this first in his papers when he left me and it hit my heart so that I had translated to German and gave it to many friends to read it!
Now I’d like to share it here too, with you. Thank you for have a look at it.

Der Trost

All-day long I thought of you and tried to put myself in your position. It was a stupid idea! When I was eight years old my father died and when I was 21 years old my mother died. Explaining the death of father for an eight-year-old boy is not that easy. Especially my mother’s weird behaviour, as she was hiding the fact from me and Aladin. When I think back and look at myself as a boy in the misty thoughts of the past, I see him standing confused in a corner and he doesn’t exactly know if he even belongs to this world or not ?!
For a 21-year-old it is even more complicated because in this full energetic and fun-loving youth he suddenly sees how the fresh green leaves of his tree of life take on yellowish tones. There was once an aunt of mine whom I was very fond of. She told Aladin and me to comfort us that the death of the parents was just. Because they don’t have to witness the death of their children. Don’t know … maybe there is no justice at all, or justice is nature itself: the creator and the annihilator.
I know a very interesting man named Eugen Drewermann, professor of theology, he was in the service of the Catholic Church. But he got kicked out by the Vatican 8 or 9 years ago for agreeing to condom use. He says: “We have to look at all things from the view of nature. Death is part of nature, hence part of life. Nature gives birth and buries us; it is like a river that always has to run. Man is a small part of nature. What is written in the Old and New Testaments about the centralization of the earth in the universe and about the first creatures, all of this, is covered by a religious license for the exploitation of nature. We have to accept life as it is, not as we want to see it. When nature looks so brutal with its giving and taking, it gives us the phenomenon of love. To love and live in love with others, this is how one comes to the meaning of God.”
Perhaps this brings you no consolation or perhaps that consolation is ineffective for you, but what is important here and now is that you live and must continue to live. Not just for yourself, but for those you love and those who love you. Your existence helps them to better fill their own lives. Live as far as you can!

The Leaves That Are Green

Simon & Garfunkel

I was twenty-one years when I wrote this song
I’m twenty-two now but I won’t be for long
Time hurries on
And the leaves that are green
Turn to brown
And they wither with the wind
And they crumble in your hand
Once my heart was filled with the love of a girlI held her close but she faded in the night
Like a poem I meant to write
And the leaves that are green
Turn to brown
And they wither with the wind
And they crumble in your hand
I threw a pebble in a brook
And watched the ripples run away And they never made a sound
And the leaves that are green
Turn to brown
And they wither with the wind
And they crumble in your hand
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
That’s all there is
And the leaves that are green
Turn to brown

Source: LyricFindSongwriters: Paul SimonThe Leaves That Are Green lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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