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Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star.
– Rumi –
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Oh For Crying Out Loud
“Death has been visiting my life a lot in this past year. During those times, I have frequently heard Mary Elizabeth Frye’s well-known poem, ‘Do No Stand At My Grave and Weep.’ This morning as I was lolling abed, I began naming my departed-beloveds in my mind, calling their sweet faces to mind and silently speaking their names one by one. This is one of the ways I honor them and deal with their absence. In the midst of that familiar ritual, I ‘heard’ a distinct voice speaking into my mind. This is what it said…” Barbara Mcafee shares more in this heartfelt piece, that includes her song, “Oh For Crying Out Loud.” { read more }
Be The Change
How open do you feel to your own experiences of sorrow? For more inspiration, check out “Grief as Deep Activism,” by Francis Weller. { more } |
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