One self carries us to the extent of its usefulness and dies. This is very helpful when considering the many forms of self we inhabit over a lifetime. As the well-used thing joins with the earth, the old love fertilizes the new the broken dream fertilizes the dream yet conceived the painful way of being that strapped us to the world fertilizes the freer inner stance about to unfold. And further, the thing put to rest-whether it be a loved one, a dream, or a false way of seeing-becomes the fertilizer for the life about to form. For often, we need to put dead things to rest, so that new life can grow. There is very little difference between burying and planting. “Burying and Planting The culmination of one love, one dream, one self, is the anonymous seed of the next.
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