Thank you, Jez, for sharing those medicinal words from SJ. What I’m caught by is not just the relationship between love and grief but the dependency almost, that “they need each other.” That alone is so very helpful. Thank you 🙏
Oh Will. Big hugs to you and yours. There are no words yet into poetry the green path of loss leads. The honey-man. Where has the time gone? It does stand still like that wind that we feel before we often see it. It gales on through. Like a poem, we are not of language. We enter into it. We are in this world. Yet we are not of it. In the failure of language lives the birth of poetry. In our grief lives love. Words can never ever heal. Yet despite their use, as Domanski writes, something is carried along with them that does. When we are lost stand still. The forest knows where you are. You must let it find you. Keep writing. We need you 🙏❤️
Oh thank you for reminding me both of DD’s wise words, and Wagoner’s poem, which I have mentioned to so many others at time of loss (lost) yet overlooked it myself 🤦♂️ standing still to find some solid ground. Blessings to you my friend 💙
Beautifully written and lovely sentiment. What gives me peace is that quote, "What is grief, if not love persevering?" For it helps me focus on love, which is a positive energy and turns my thoughts, as well. Sending you love! XO
Thank you for reading and taking a moment to comment, Danielle. I’ve taken much solace from the words of others over the past several years and they continue to nourish me at this time. I hope you are well. 🙏💙
Dear Will, sorry to read about the death of your "gentle, kind and generous" father. He sounds like a wonderful man. I know there is now a big gap in your life and words do little to fill it. But I'll share something Nick Cave says in Faith, Hope and Carnage which resonated with me:
"Well, I think grief reinvents us. When I say grief, I mean the second life we lead after trauma. It feels more essential. The way we respond to things is altered – we become, as human beings, more precise."
Hello Andrew. Thank you very much for sharing these words. I started the year listening to the audio of Nick Cave’s book and was deeply moved by it at the time, and you’ve reminded me of why. Really appreciate how he names that “altered” state, I feel that so strongly and I’m going to write the quote down somewhere I can refer to it often. I hope you are doing well (despite the very awful flooding you’ve experienced). With all good wishes. Will
Thank you Harry. I wonder if we ever stop missing the people we love. I suspect not, and there is something both painful and heartening in that for me. Sending love your way too. 🙏💙
Will, I am so sorry to hear of your father's death. Sending much love. I hear you in your grief - thank you for bringing it to this space 🖤
This morning I finished reading "Die Wise" and was deeply struck by these words:
"Grief is a way of loving. Love is a way of grieving. They need each other, in order to be themselves."
I am feeling all of that here - you honour your dad so heart-fully.
Thank you, Jez, for sharing those medicinal words from SJ. What I’m caught by is not just the relationship between love and grief but the dependency almost, that “they need each other.” That alone is so very helpful. Thank you 🙏
"Die Wise" is a great book! I read it when one of my students passed and it was so helpful! XO
Oh Will. Big hugs to you and yours. There are no words yet into poetry the green path of loss leads. The honey-man. Where has the time gone? It does stand still like that wind that we feel before we often see it. It gales on through. Like a poem, we are not of language. We enter into it. We are in this world. Yet we are not of it. In the failure of language lives the birth of poetry. In our grief lives love. Words can never ever heal. Yet despite their use, as Domanski writes, something is carried along with them that does. When we are lost stand still. The forest knows where you are. You must let it find you. Keep writing. We need you 🙏❤️
Oh thank you for reminding me both of DD’s wise words, and Wagoner’s poem, which I have mentioned to so many others at time of loss (lost) yet overlooked it myself 🤦♂️ standing still to find some solid ground. Blessings to you my friend 💙
Beautifully written and lovely sentiment. What gives me peace is that quote, "What is grief, if not love persevering?" For it helps me focus on love, which is a positive energy and turns my thoughts, as well. Sending you love! XO
Thank you for reading and taking a moment to comment, Danielle. I’ve taken much solace from the words of others over the past several years and they continue to nourish me at this time. I hope you are well. 🙏💙
Glad to hear, Will!
I am glorious! Thanks for asking. It's the day after TG and I am lounging around home, reading Soulful words. XO
Dear Will, sorry to read about the death of your "gentle, kind and generous" father. He sounds like a wonderful man. I know there is now a big gap in your life and words do little to fill it. But I'll share something Nick Cave says in Faith, Hope and Carnage which resonated with me:
"Well, I think grief reinvents us. When I say grief, I mean the second life we lead after trauma. It feels more essential. The way we respond to things is altered – we become, as human beings, more precise."
Hello Andrew. Thank you very much for sharing these words. I started the year listening to the audio of Nick Cave’s book and was deeply moved by it at the time, and you’ve reminded me of why. Really appreciate how he names that “altered” state, I feel that so strongly and I’m going to write the quote down somewhere I can refer to it often. I hope you are doing well (despite the very awful flooding you’ve experienced). With all good wishes. Will
My sincere condolences Will. My father died 47 years ago today. I still miss him at times. Take care.
Thank you Harry. I wonder if we ever stop missing the people we love. I suspect not, and there is something both painful and heartening in that for me. Sending love your way too. 🙏💙
Thanks Will - appreciated 👍
Ah will sending hugs to you and all - some lovely words here of yours and your chosen poetry. And that picture of your Dad fishing … beautiful xx
Thank you for reading Lizzie and for commenting. I hope you are doing well 🙏💙