Passing Through

As I write this a dear friend is going home, shedding this flesh body and continuing on with her light body. Those whom she leaves behind are missing her already but the birthing pain was too much to bear so that has made it easier for them to deal with this.

Death is a messenger of joy to the person dying.  It's the busiest messenger because thousands  are birth into the new world each and every day, every hour, every minute, every second..