1.7293 Death has no grudge against you. Nor is death is your gift, your repayment for suffering. Be gentle with yourself, and tender.
1.7294 Death has nothing to do with you, nothing… And yet it is yours.
Death is the same as life, in this respect: your life, your death, and the lives and deaths of others: they have nothing to do with you, and yet they are yours.
1.7295 True grief is levity.
Grief is mistaken for heaviness because it requires rootedness: sitting on the ground, eating well, and sleeping long and dreamlessly. All these things to guard against floating upward, into the ether…
1.7296 In times of death, however, it is allowed for you to be an angel.
1.72961 It is allowed for you to become light.
1.7297 It is allowed for you to float above the earth. It is the blessing of hollowness, the curse.
1.72971 An angel feels no comfort. And yet, and yet…there is no greater comfort than an angel, no greater beauty.