Oh how powerful this is! So many faces to grief, both unwanted and strangely cherished and intimate. I felt like I was walking a long, dusty road as I read this, arriving finally in my own arms: “And grief, like the kind person that I too have grown to be. How I hold this stranger up, bring him in—tuck him into my soft blue bed.”
Profound wisdom, and clearly lived, embodied and transmuted through your attentive walk with impermanence.
I had to return to this piece after reading it. it is beautiful - heartbreakingly so. Especially the line: “And grief, like the kind person that I too have grown to be.”
I just love the idea, the feeling, of grief being a kind person. Thank you for sharing this.
Oh how powerful this is! So many faces to grief, both unwanted and strangely cherished and intimate. I felt like I was walking a long, dusty road as I read this, arriving finally in my own arms: “And grief, like the kind person that I too have grown to be. How I hold this stranger up, bring him in—tuck him into my soft blue bed.”
Profound wisdom, and clearly lived, embodied and transmuted through your attentive walk with impermanence.
I had to return to this piece after reading it. it is beautiful - heartbreakingly so. Especially the line: “And grief, like the kind person that I too have grown to be.”
I just love the idea, the feeling, of grief being a kind person. Thank you for sharing this.
Thank you, Tanya. I’m so moved by your incredibly kind words. I’m touched you felt that way. Sending you all my love. 🌸
You write so beautifully of unimaginable pain; grief is just another facet of life ❤️. Thank you.
Thank you once again, Jenn. Sending so much light your way 🌸
Thank you!!! Sending love and light your way ✨
💖 Thank you for sharing this; it made me feel things I didn’t even know I had tucked away!
I’m so moved to hear that, Mohika. Sending all my love, always 🌸
The many colours and nuances of grief... your exploration is so inspiring, Trivarna.
A few months ago I read the 'Brave New Medicine' by Cynthia Li, where she writes about grief and attending a daylong grief ritual... powerful stuff!
Have you come across the poems on grief by Rosemerry Trommer?
This one landed in my inbox just a few days ago: https://ahundredfallingveils.com/2024/09/03/what-if-instead-of-grief/
Trommer writes about grief as a
"... process through which we realize
the gold of our hearts spills out
and if we are to survive as a species,
it requires we somehow exchange
this gold with each other..."
Your grief threads seem to be woven into this tapestry.