“The crumbling under the ‘cold corpse’The deadness of ‘mortal separation’The moaning wails of ‘mourning’The push to ‘perform rituals’The spectacle of ‘sorrow’The goriness of ‘grief’AndThe ‘mercilessness’ of the ‘merciful’Who knows … ‘what’ and ‘why’ Who would ever want to know(Page 34)”
“The crumbling under the ‘cold corpse’The deadness of ‘mortal separation’The moaning wails of ‘mourning’The push to ‘perform rituals’The spectacle of ‘sorrow’The goriness of ‘grief’AndThe ‘mercilessness’ of the ‘merciful’Who knows … ‘what’ and ‘why’ Who would ever want to know(Page 34)”
Neena Verma
“Appreciate, Let purpose inspire action, Learn with humility, Go beyond .. all in Here & Now.”
Neena Verma“Learn to accept the inevitability of difference between the self-view & others' image of us. Be willing to take this as an opportunity to grow consciousness. Have clarity to know when others' view is projection of their own shadow. Summon courage to endure growth pains. Life is simple.”
Neena Verma“Death It does not happen to the dead aloneThose left behind, die tooIn parts that would never heal and come back to life(Page 14)”
Neena Verma, A Mother's Cry... A Mother's Celebration“I came to understand the most intriguing irony of life, that the most intimate partner of life is death. (Page 94)”
Neena Verma, A Mother's Cry... A Mother's Celebration“ParentNothing … No One Prepares a parent to raise the childNothing … No One Can ever prepare a parent to bear the loss of child”
Neena Verma, A Mother's Cry... A Mother's Celebration“Forgetting is not forgettingForgetting is ‘Letting things pass’When Existence opens up to EssenceAnd rises above and beyondThe path of Transcendence opensLove goes beyond DeathThe body disappears The person livesIn LoveAnd in this LoveRemembrance is born(Page 91)”
Neena Verma, A Mother's Cry... A Mother's Celebration“The morning’s splendour is conceived in the dark womb of night. A truth … we all know and believe. Yet a truth, that is most difficult to live and endure when one is in that dark womb. Alive and breathing … but inert, vulnerable, and ‘in waiting’. Witnessing but not conscious, wakeful but not awake. (Page 2)”
Neena Verma, A Mother's Cry... A Mother's Celebration“The Source …Who are YouWhere lay your pathWhy be on your journey...The Source …Your marvel amazesYour mystique invokesYour magnificence entrances(Page 88)”
Neena Verma, A Mother's Cry... A Mother's Celebration“Lament invoked love.Woe invoked wonder.Grief invoked grace.Cry invoked celebration.(Page 80)”
Neena Verma, A Mother's Cry... A Mother's Celebration“Bereavement, despair, ache, yearning happen to all. We all bear the pain of grief. We all take them in our own ways. And we are all blessed with the grace to transcend. (Page xii)”
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