Hello and welcome back to practicing human, the podcast where every day we're getting a little better at life.

I'm your host, Corey Muscarra.

In today's episode, I'm going to share a poem that will connect us to the experience of losing

someone and also how we connect with people while they're here.

More to come on that in a moment.

First, let's settle in together with the sound of the bells. The So this is a poem by Mary Elizabeth Fry and it's called Do not stand at my grave and weep.

Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am not there I do not sleep I am a thousand winds that blow I am the diamond

glints on snow I am the sunlight on ripened grain I am the sunlight unripened grain I am the gentle autumn rain when you awaken

in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush.

Of quiet birds encircled flight.

I am the soft starts that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.

I am not there.

I did not die.

So I'm not sure what you're going through right now and how this poem resonates for you.

But I think it's an invitation for us to explore how we connect with our relationship to others,

whether they are here or they have passed.

I don't think we have to take the message of this poem literally crying, weeping, sadness, grief,

are all very natural and healthy expressions after a loss and are a sign of great love and

connection.

I think however what Mary Elizabeth Fry is pointing to is that our connection with others

often extends beyond their physical form and the relationship that we might most immediately

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