Allowing dying to be so intensely present enriches both the preciousness of each moment and our detachment from it.
Suffering lets us see where are attachments are - and that helps us get free.
There is only one of us. One consciousness manifesting into different forms.
If I go into the place in myself that is love, and you go into the place in yourself that is love, we are together in love. Then you and I are truly in love, the state of being love. That's the entrance to Oneness.
I experience each moment like baklava: rich in this layer, and this layer, and this layer.
When someone we love dies, we get so busy mourning what died that we ignore what didn't.