“There is a grief
Carried in my bones forever
So profound that I fear
If I meet it fully I will die.”
“There is a grief
Carried in my bones forever
So profound that I fear
If I meet it fully I will die.”
To my relief
she listened
And I dropped in..
Past the anger
Past the anguish
Down, down, down
To the grief.
To the very bloodroot of things.
I had a dream just now. I was somewhere with you. Falling in love with you again. We were in a room somewhere above the clouds. Maybe we were in a fairytale castle? It seemed that way. I saw a pink, painted pillow floating in the sky as if it were a cloud. I found…
“I was appreciated and admired only for what I was to him, not for who I was and who I might be in my own right, and that (unconsciously) created a raging battle within me. I had become dependant on his attention. It makes me cringe just to think of it. I have to face very uncomfortable places in myself to own this. The bottom line is he showed up all of the places I already felt valueless and insignificant.”
I have memories of my early childhood. One was when I wandered into the neighbour’s garden.. I must have been very young because I discovered a plot of different coloured daisies that towered way above me. I was mesmerized and enchanted by such beauty and wonder. In my child’s heart, I had found a magical…
It’s as if I can taste how things can be… an essential, connected beingness… there is no real ‘discrepancy’ ‘out there’ … and the moment I get my hands and feet in the soil… I laugh about everything my mind takes issue with…. or gets caught up in for its own self-serving gratification. We get…