Daring to Grieve Together: A Response to Death in the Tree of Life.
I want this daring to slow down amidst chaos... to reach for one another to say, “Hello, I am here, I don’t have the answer, but I will stand with you.”
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Bang the Drum: Elegy for the Grieving. {poetry}
Bang the drum for our sons and daughters, for husbands and wives, mothers and friends.
Shout death’s name to a clueless world. Bang the drum loudly!
Love in grief has a powerful rhythm. Bang the drum with courage and strength!
Bang it loud filled with compassion! Bang the drum proudly!
Hands To The Heart Center.
I feel so damn dirty and guilty when I can’t hear her pain anymore. I am her soul sister, it is my duty, so I hang on. I hang on, then hang up, and want to puke it all out for a cleanse; it so very hard to imagine the world that she lives in.