The Bittersweet Beauty of Endings: A Message From the Divine

What if endings aren’t endings at all—but spirals, returns, and openings into something infinitely larger?

In this intimate channeled message, I asked the Divine:
“What would you have me know about the bittersweet beauty of endings?”
And what came through was tender, expansive, and beyond the limits of language.

Endings, the Divine whispers, are not linear moments. They are turns in the great spiral of existence—where beginnings and endings merge, overlap, and transform into one another. We believe we lose people, moments, seasons… but nothing beloved is ever truly gone. Energy, love, spirit, connection—these endure beyond circumstance, beyond distance, beyond what we call death.

We carry within us the imprints of every hug, every shared laugh, every lesson, every spark of warmth and light. What once brought tears of pain eventually becomes a soft smile, a quiet flicker in the heart, a gentle remembrance of joy that once flowed between souls.

The Divine invites us back into our bodies—into the memories of sweetness: the honeyed days of summer, fireflies and oak, bike rides and rituals, ancestral roses and healing hugs. And as these moments return, our hearts open. Our lips soften. A single tear slips free.

This is the bittersweet beauty of endings:
the ache of wanting to hold what cannot be held
and the knowing that nothing true is ever lost.

Endings create space—sacred, mysterious space—for what waits just beyond the horizon. For what is becoming. For what is meant to arrive next.

We are asked to surrender to the ebb and flow of all things:
people, seasons, moments, identities, even versions of ourselves.
To trust what comes, trust what goes, and trust the deep intelligence moving through it all.

Mystery lives there.
Wonder lives there.
And so much still to be loved.

The Divine’s final whisper:
“We love you. Always. Infinitely.”

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