Looking for light

Haven’t felt much like writing. In a year of transformation, energy comes and goes. Truth, turns into a masterful thief, stealing illusions that have become important parts of the  life we lead. We believe that those we love will always be there, even as we  know that this is one more illusion. Facing the knowing levels life. We stop, hoping for a new beginning, making room in a broken heart…someday.

Loss is a patient teacher.  It moves in. As it settles down for the long haul we learn self reliance. Pain is confirmation of a relationship to another. The gentle ways in which one life transforms because of the love of another. Love shares the beauty in wheat fields.

Grief teaches us that we have loved deeply. It is confirmation that loss is love with no place to go. Loss of another calls us as witness. We become more aware of  our ability to engage in caring for more than our own life. It reminds us that someone who  seemingly just showed us one day changed us in immeasurably lovely ways, giving us tools to change our own wild life. In mourning we may not see it, but light still shines.

 

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3 Comments

    1. Hi jane e.
      Thank you for this, “Loss is Bittersweet.” Absolutely!
      I’m trying to live more in the sweet and less in the bitter. I loved your post about doing your best writing in your head.
      I also loved “The Bleak Hours.” I’m a country girl, too. Today it is cold where I am. Love that I can sit on my couch and write surrounded by my cats and dogs. Wishing you a good day.

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