After pestering me for many days with no result, this word came so strongly into my head as I logged into facebook today that I had to stop immediately and go look it up. Because the word was completely unknown to me I must conclude that it contains a message for me. Now I am too old to dance, but I have been invited to a drumming group. I’ve not managed to make it to a meeting yet so I shall be sure to go to the next one.
I am reminded of a previous instance of this sort of message. The summer following my husband Wolfram’s death I was sitting in the garden in the sun, thinking about how he built it all for me - the flagging, the shed, the landscaping and planting, nothing too much trouble or effort for him, thinking of the great gifts he gave me – when I heard the word: ‘Samsara’ whispered in my ear. It broke my train of thought but in a short while I began thinking about Killarney in Ireland where he went to live shortly before he died and how, if he had been alive, I would have been there with him for the summer, doing readings to pay my way. Again ‘Samsara’ was whispered in my ear so I went indoors to look it up.
This is what I found: Samsara is derived from "to flow together”, to go or pass through states, to wander. Mostly a great revolving door between life and death - a cycle of birth, death and rebirth.
If that isn’t a message of love and hope that life continues after death, I don’t know what it is.