According to the book "Healing after Loss", there is often a quietness around the rituals of dying, as though creation itself has stopped in mid flow while the moment of truth is unveiled.  Many of us take on the roles of the bereaved, and though the rituals may be old in time, our experience to it is new and painful and raw.

Perhaps these rituals and roles help guide us through the process in order to help signify what has happened.  Even having some context of faith in which to direct our loss helps push out some of the energy of grief and pain; like a security blanket that we cling to when our world is turned upside down.

Yet in all the rituals and roles we play out during the bereavement process, the simplest moments truly hold the most profound truths.  We find those truths through the comfort of warm sun, soft wind, green earth and other natural beauties. 

How lucky to be surrounded by healing - its there for all to share.