A Litany For Those Not Ready For Healing

Let us not rush to the language of healing, before understanding the fullness of the injury and the depth of the wound. Let us not rush to offer a band­ aid, when the gaping wound requires surgery and complete reconstruction. Let us not offer false equivalencies, thereby diminishing the particular pain being felt in aContinue reading “A Litany For Those Not Ready For Healing”

Last Instructions

Before I leave hold my hand and whisper softly of the summery scent of sweet peas, the heady aroma of spiced lilies, the fragrance of pine after a Highland shower. Speak to me of spring when raindrops fall upon the Wear,* Tell me how I once again gaze from the bridge spellbound by the concentricContinue reading “Last Instructions”

Comfort and Hope in Grief

Leaden clouds, threatening and dark atop winter trees, bare and black, when all at once the robin red alighted on a branch ahead. no colour elsewhere could I see but for bonny robin on yonder tree. L.D. prayer Our Father, today I am sad. During Christmas week, two young people – in separate incidents –Continue reading “Comfort and Hope in Grief”

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