Friday, May 11, 2012
The Illusion of Secrets
Attending a Celebration of Life for a fond old family friend a few days ago. Passing after eight decades here on earth. A man who had been part of my life since early childhood. His family, my family and a third one spending so much time with each other. Three newlywed couples immigrating to Canada as young adults. Embarking on new lives here. Soon raising children together. Resulting in three families closely intertwined. Picnics, camping trips, sleepovers, house parties, and holidays together. Then abruptly, eleven years later, contact ceasing between our family and the third one. No longer allowed to play with their daughter. Severing the relationship between our brothers as well. Confusing times. No one explaining why. Then decades later, experiencing a powerful vision while napping on the couch. Shedding light on what had transpired. Mentioning it to my mother. She confirming the details. Giving her an opportunity to share the hurt still felt by that betrayal. Adultery. A painful family secret revealed. Now running into my former playmate at the service. Seeing each other again for the first time in forty-four years. Discussing the situation of broken ties. She only now learning of the reason why. The ripple affect of the choices made by those two individuals long ago still reverberating in the universe. For any number of reasons, neither accepting full responsibility for those actions in this lifetime. Perhaps caught up in the mighty illusion of secrets. Obliging them to carry the weight of those decisions into subsequent incarnations.