Etty Hillesum below
“I want to talk to you again for a little while…
Ranier Maria Relkie From
"Letters to a Young Poet"
So you mustn’t be frightened, dear Mr. Kappus, if a sadness rises in front of you, larger than any you have ever seen; if an anxiety, like light and cloud-shadows, moves over your hands and over everything you do. You must realize that something is happening to you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand and will not let you fall.
And if there is one more thing that I must say to you, it is this: Don’t think that the person who is trying to comfort you now lives untroubled among the simple and quiet words that sometimes give you pleasure. His life has much trouble and sadness, and remains far behind yours. If it were otherwise, he would never have been able to find those words.
Rainer Maria Rilke
And similar Thought s from
Jalal-ud-Din Rumi
Come, sit with me again a little while.
The night is long. The candle does not mind that it is asked to burn.
Do not run from the dark that gathers at your threshold.
It has not come to take you.
It has come because the Beloved
sends only what the heart can bear —
and sometimes, what will break it open.
The shadow moving over your hands?
That is not abandonment.
That is God, passing close.
You are not forgotten.
The ocean does not forget the wave.
The wave only forgets
it is the ocean.
And this one who writes to you —
do not imagine he stands in some bright courtyard
untouched by grief.
He found these words
in the same darkness
where you are standing now.
The lamp that lights another
was itself once
only a wick,
wondering if it would ever catch.
So stay.
Let the sorrow be large.
Let it be as large as it needs to be.
The field does not resent the rain
for not being sunshine.
Everything that comes
comes from Love.
Even this.
Especially this.
Rumi
Etty Hillesum
My life has, so to speak, been extended by death, by my looking death in the eye and accepting it, by accepting destruction as part of life and no longer wasting my energies on fear of death or the refusal to acknowledge its inevitability.
ניתן לומר שהמוות נותן לחיי ממד נוסף משום שאני מכירה בו ומשלימה עמו, ומשום שאני רואה בהכחדה חלק מהחיים, אני כבר לא מבזבזת את הכוחות שלי על פחד המוות, או על הסירוב להכיר בכך שהמוות הוא בלתי נמנע.
لقد وسع الموت حياتي نظرت في عيني الموت وتقبلته تقبلت أن الدمار هو جزء من الحياة وما عدت أضيع طاقاتي على الخوف من الموت أو رفض الاعتراف بحتميته.
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