As the world came into being, so did compassion. It may be the most vital element in our world—because it allows everything to keep chugging along while so loosely strung together, enduring so perfectly in its imperfection.
Without compassion, the sages say, our world could not stand. Because with compassion comes forgiveness, and only a world that is allowed to stumble can stand on its own feet.
A world of perfection—a world that follows precisely every dictate from Above—is like a fetus that has never left its womb. In what way is it a world? In what way is it real?
A real world is one whose creatures can pass or can fail, or blunder about until they eventually beat their path to the truth.
“And such a world,” says its Creator, “is worth My compassion and My forgiveness.”
So interesting to consider your perspective, Mark. The tiny fetus which never left my womb as a living child was certainly real; for those of us who miscarry, this reality weakens the metaphor. When miscarrying, the womb might NOT feel aligned to compassion.
As for women making internal spaces, I observe that we do not MAKE space, rather we GROW space and we expand, outwardly. Perhaps forgiveness is part of the answer and GROWTH to sustain the other - who is both linked and distinct- is also part of the answer. The growth of the pregnant mother and giving of her sustenance to the life within is generous, natural and reflective of divine harmony. These phenomena also are human.
Sheryl, I am sorry and saddened by your loss. Certainly yours is a special kind of loss, nonetheless, I think of the losses I have sustained during my life so it is not hard for me to empathize. Although we don't know each other my heart "grows space" and "expands out" to you in your sorrow.