{"id":4573,"date":"2025-06-15T23:37:24","date_gmt":"2025-06-15T21:37:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/studiosensodivita.com\/separated-from-the-stars\/"},"modified":"2025-06-26T23:34:14","modified_gmt":"2025-06-26T21:34:14","slug":"separated-from-the-stars","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/studiosensodivita.com\/en\/separated-from-the-stars\/","title":{"rendered":"Separated from the stars"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><strong>a grieving process through the Labyrinth of Reconciliation, from the experience of the helper<\/strong><\/p>\n\n<p>Already, the handkerchief was running out, even though they were only sitting in a circle talking about the grieving process. Eleven women and Beni. And, where was the Labyrinth of Reconciliation!  <\/p>\n\n<p>Each phase was then performed in pairs. For Beni, it was fascinating to see her fellow performers. They were excellent embodiments of their own inner and general human feelings. You could say they were excellent actors, but it was more than that. Much more&#8230;    <\/p>\n\n<p>Beni felt that one of their faces was a face he would never forget. She was as pure, as intangibly translucent and beautiful as an angel. Perhaps because it was&#8230;  <\/p>\n\n<p>Beni was overwhelmed by the delight of her companions as she watched them sit back in their chairs. Her soul was filled with the magnificence of these wonderful women. He could not get enough of them.  <\/p>\n\n<p>But he knew that he wanted to be their helper in the Labyrinth of Reconciliation.<\/p>\n\n<p>A year and a half ago, he himself was still grieving with weeks of literally screaming pain. Disasters (the original meaning of the word was &#8221; <em>separated from the stars<\/em>&#8220;) were coming so thickly in his life that he had to train. <\/p>\n\n<p>But the real redemption for Beni was, and still is, finding a pure connection with the universe. As he used to say, he had already accepted the red capsule from Morpheus, like Neo in The Matrix, so there was no turning back. So today she can let go and reconcile much more quickly. Not out of callousness, but out of divine consciousness. He is grateful to have reached this point.    <\/p>\n\n<p>That&#8217;s why, even if he had his own topic, he would have preferred to be a helping hand to others. To give, to mediate, to lift. To be able to flow through.  <\/p>\n\n<p>Beni was finally invited by Kl\u00e1ri to walk with her in the Labyrinth of Reconciliation to mourn the loss of her husband.<\/p>\n\n<p>It is the blessing of the programme leader that when he sends you on your way through the labyrinth, he always interprets the perfect thoughts from the heavens. Beni shuddered at his words this time too. <\/p>\n\n<p>She started on her husband&#8217;s path. She felt the light flooding in. She felt gratitude. As Kl\u00e1ri&#8217;s husband, gratitude for experiencing this new world. First for what he was experiencing in this other dimension, and then for what he was experiencing on Earth with Kl\u00e1ri and her family.    <\/p>\n\n<p>He started to thank them for everything. Then apologize for everything. And, in the meantime, he kept reassuring her that he understood her grief, but that everything was fine with her! He apologised to her for living faster than was ideal for him. For coming earlier&#8230;    <\/p>\n\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse has-text-align-left\"><em>I apologize for everything<br\/>For every word, for every tear<br\/>I apologize for everything<br\/>If I ever hurt your heart<\/em><br\/><em>ByeAlex and the Slepp<\/em><\/pre>\n\n<p>Beni would occasionally look up from his translucent state and see Kl\u00e1ri mourning quietly, with dignity. Sometimes she would lean against the wall, hiding in the shadows, alone. Yet they all walked this vast labyrinth as a group. There was a crowd around him.   <\/p>\n\n<p>At one of the encounters, another of their companions, Imola, also in mourning, wrapped herself around Beni&#8217;s neck like a sweetheart to her lover. Beni felt that she was now a source. She was inexhaustible with love.    <\/p>\n\n<p>Whether it was Kl\u00e1ri&#8217;s husband at that moment or someone from Imola&#8217;s grief, he did not know. He only felt that someone on the other side, radiating immense peace and reassurance, was trying to convey a sense of security. The truth.  <\/p>\n\n<p>Perhaps if one could turn Beni when another of her companions, Csilla, embraced the universe with her. Beni had the feeling that Csilla was not embracing him, but life. He was inexhaustible with tears. Slowly his aching pain eased and he said to Beni &#8211; I love you.   <\/p>\n\n<p>Beni knew that she was now someone from Csilla&#8217;s world. Or maybe more than one. He felt it on behalf of everyone.   <\/p>\n\n<p>There was such peace and love in Beni and so much light!<\/p>\n\n<p>Looking up, he saw that Kl\u00e1ri had reached the upper meeting point. In these moments of translucence, Beni is not used to meeting at any cost, but now he was determined to reach Kl\u00e1ri. He sensed that Klari needed him.  <\/p>\n\n<p>Odasietett. They embraced, they loved each other as they had when he was married to Kl\u00e1ri and lived on Earth. They lived the moment deeply. Then Beni, gently extricating himself from his embrace, took Kl\u00e1ri&#8217;s hands and began to pull her gently into his own space. To her ex-husband&#8217;s side.    <\/p>\n\n<p>He wanted to show her how wonderful it is where he is. He waited for her to get used to the light and then slowly moved to her space, leaving her to walk in her path. <\/p>\n\n<p>He turned into the shady corner where Kl\u00e1ri had been hiding in the cavalcade earlier. She had become Klari. She felt despair and reconciliation racing in her heart.  <\/p>\n\n<p>Then, as he turned, he saw Kl\u00e1ri walking in the light. The afternoon sun was shining on her. Peace filled Beni&#8217;s heart. Kl\u00e1ri was the otherworldly experience of Kl\u00e1ri, and Beni was the otherworldly experience of Kl\u00e1ri.   <\/p>\n\n<p>Suddenly, they stepped up to each other and gently clasped hands over the ribbon separating their paths. There was no meeting point. They made one for themselves.  <\/p>\n\n<p>They gave each other certainty. That all is well. That all is well.  <\/p>\n\n<p>From then on they moved in a rhythm through the maze. Beni turned once more towards the shadowy corner and, like a wild animal sniffing the air, tried to sense if the immense pain was still there. But he felt only reconciliation.  <\/p>\n\n<p>They entered the labyrinth together with Kl\u00e1rti. They embraced each other in endless love. With gratitude in their hearts. 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