The moment where loss becomes freedom …

It’s a beautiful transmutation, isn’t it?

The other day the opening phrase just popped into my head, and it feels so familiar, I have a sense I must have read it somewhere. It is just possible, however, that it burbled up out of me … unlikely to be sure, but not out of the question. I’ve been kicking the idea around anyway.¬† If anyone can source it for me, I’d be grateful.

I wish I had a lovely photo of something to illustrate, but alas. Not today.