[Elaine Mansfield]
Love ends in loss for the ones left behind. And grief is a natural response to losing what we've cherished. But when I stood at the threshold of death, I felt something vast and ungullible. So far beyond my ordinary sense of self. Opening to that mystery was humbling. It made me a little wiser and a little more realistic about our precarious human situation. When I pause to remember someone I've lost, grief is right there. But as the 13th century poet Rumi says "The wound is the place where the light enters you."