All We Can Do Is Hold One Another Up: Ode to Zevvy. {poetry}
All we can do is hold one another up -- with our kindness, our care, our strength, our wisdom, our optimism. With whatever we have to offer.
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death
A Song of Death in the Midst of Suburbanism.
When we were living under the totems, we seem to have been more aligned with this planet. Now, there seems to be only death.
Death Is Just a Change of Form, It Is Not an End.
The more we attune to our true nature and feel our own luminosity, the less we fear death because then we know deeply that we can never end.
Embrace Your Death Mother Archetype to Fully Heal.
Death Mother lives in shame and secrecy, and the best way to deal with her is to bring her out into the light so we can cultivate self-compassion.
I’m No Stranger to Death, and I’m Not Afraid of It.
There are times I wonder what awaits me in the future.. Whenever it starts to scare me, I remind myself that death is really the beginning of something new.
How to Treat a Bereaved Mother: A Possible Guide. {poetry}
How someone bereaved feels and how they choose to, or very often just do, act is valid, even if, to an outsider, they seem to have lost control.
Death, I’m Grateful for the Time Because I Am Living.
When you are at your best, you make us come to the paradox that we are insignificant and magnificent, nothing and everything at the same time.
There Is No Secret Ingredient to Life.
We want resolution rather than longing. We go through life wanting to sort out the 'how'. This is the difference between knowledge and wisdom.
It Is Time for Us All to Tap Into Our Inner Freedom.
You can either architect 'matter' unconsciously, as most of us do most of the time, or begin to take responsibility for everything, including this virus.
Grieving the Loss of a Matriarch: Walking in Nan’s Shoes.
As one’s well-worn shoes can prompt visceral depths of loss, the same is evoked by Hemingway’s tragic story using shoes to depict a life never lived.