Yesterday, we said farewell to a dear friend and family member. A small group of people - most family and friends live far away, are very old or already dead.
It was a moving funeral; many flowers, beautiful music and songs, and kind words of remembrance. A long, good life came to an end, and not only the youngest grandson cried.
In these occasions we move closer toghether. We are faced with deep sorrow and loss, and we try to alleviate it for one another. No mechanical hugs - we hug with mindfulness, conveying our heartfelt compassion. We are touched at our inner core, knowing what it feels like and knowing that this will happen to us (again).
Why don't we always stand so close to each other? Where is this compassion in everyday life?