Good morning, dear Nancy!
I, likewise, do not know what it means. It's a relief not to feel compelled to assign significance to every little or big thing that comes our way. You always express the imponderable so well! I'm grateful that I can put on paper past suffering and not 'go to pieces.' Yesterday I read at our writers' group:
Absorbed though I am in the moment -- all alone in this merciless world -- yet I think of sweeter days, days when you, my faithful, loving companion were at my side, at the ready to meet my ever pressing needs: those of heart, body, soul. [. . .]
The above and all the rest came out, and I didn't fall apart as I would have in earlier days.
Thanks again for your wonderful post.
Love,
CoCo