"I sit with my grief. I mother it. I hold its small, hot hand. I don’t say, shhh. I don’t say, it is okay. I wait until it is done having feelings. Then we stand and we go wash the dishes."
I add my gratitude, Mirabai. So well, you name our emotions, strategies and evocations. Somehow, you find words for all our naked and vulnerable summoning. And I thank you. - the ragged psalmist.
Thank you for highlighting so many meaningful metaphors. It is truly the most powerful way to illuminate experiences that are at the same time universal and so deeply unique. Where would we be without metaphors that help us connect?
Mirabai Ted's article is the BEST piece I have ever read..... grief is inevitable!! In Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer's poem "Again' where she writes of the war in Iran killing many school children my favourite line ' I look out the window and a goose wanders by regal with its black throat' It captures wonderfully life calls us again and again!! this is the mystery that all the mystics capture,too! Joanne Snyder
Mirabai, this is just what I needed to read. My wife has Alzheimers and is in Memory Care and now under hospice. Three things 'saving' me: 1) my in-person therapist, 2) the writing group I'm in, and 3) a belief in Grace in the Universe. THANK YOU - this is the best piece on grief I've read (& I've read a lot). I know you understand because you lost your daughter.
excellent and perfect timing for this moment when, once again, we face the loss of so many lives in the middle east. our country is falling apart before our horrified eyes. there is much grief and anger. and yet . . . we do embrace life in all its beautiful fragility. thank you for the words of wisdom and hope.
I still hold our conversation in my heart with fondnes 💓 It was the gathering for Wild Mercy in Columbus, Ohio in February of 2020, before everything shut down. You led practices on the divine feminine and Shekhinah. Our conversation was around "permission" and "blessing. "
Thank you for sharing this exploration into the journey of grief. I was so moved by the book you wrote with Ram Dass, Walking Each Other Home. It was very healing to read after walking my partner across the threshold 15 months ago. I resonant with the layers and waves of grief that can’t always be defined as a stage. I really appreciated hearing about “relocation,” as a last phase. I have been bothered by the word acceptance for some time but recently felt a shift, a new way to view acceptance that can embrace loss without pushing it away. I named it Enlightened Grief, carrying my grief into the light. Here are two poems I wrote on this, hopefully they carry light to other grieving hearts. 💜🙏🏼💫
Mirabai you are a writer and many other things. When you lost your daughter, Jenny I think, could you work? Write? Read? I’m almost two years into my grief journey and I still can’t focus! It’s driving me crazy! Thank you for sharing the words above. ♥️
Mirabai, thank you. This is beautiful, so timely, relevant, and healing. You are spreading so much love. Mahalo,
Thank you, dear cousin.
Thank as always for your presence in this world that breeds so much love
Thank you, Betsy!
Quote - Callista Buchen:
"I sit with my grief. I mother it. I hold its small, hot hand. I don’t say, shhh. I don’t say, it is okay. I wait until it is done having feelings. Then we stand and we go wash the dishes."
Thank you, Bruce. Beautiful.
Grace, and Thank You…I read your ‘Wild Mercy’ book - every man should IMHO.
I add my gratitude, Mirabai. So well, you name our emotions, strategies and evocations. Somehow, you find words for all our naked and vulnerable summoning. And I thank you. - the ragged psalmist.
Thank you, Stephen
Thank you once again.. tender and beautiful 🙏
Thank you, Pippa
Thank you for highlighting so many meaningful metaphors. It is truly the most powerful way to illuminate experiences that are at the same time universal and so deeply unique. Where would we be without metaphors that help us connect?
So true, thank you Margaret.
Mirabai Ted's article is the BEST piece I have ever read..... grief is inevitable!! In Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer's poem "Again' where she writes of the war in Iran killing many school children my favourite line ' I look out the window and a goose wanders by regal with its black throat' It captures wonderfully life calls us again and again!! this is the mystery that all the mystics capture,too! Joanne Snyder
Beautiful. Thank you, Joanne.
Mirabai, this is just what I needed to read. My wife has Alzheimers and is in Memory Care and now under hospice. Three things 'saving' me: 1) my in-person therapist, 2) the writing group I'm in, and 3) a belief in Grace in the Universe. THANK YOU - this is the best piece on grief I've read (& I've read a lot). I know you understand because you lost your daughter.
Thank you for sharing this Phebe, holding you in prayer.
This is superbly rich and potent material to help guide us on our most difficult journeys. Thank you for sharing this 🙏💖
Thank you, Colette.
excellent and perfect timing for this moment when, once again, we face the loss of so many lives in the middle east. our country is falling apart before our horrified eyes. there is much grief and anger. and yet . . . we do embrace life in all its beautiful fragility. thank you for the words of wisdom and hope.
Oy oy oy. Prayers abounding.
Thank you so much for sharing Ted's work. 🙏🏼
Thank you, dear Amy!
I still hold our conversation in my heart with fondnes 💓 It was the gathering for Wild Mercy in Columbus, Ohio in February of 2020, before everything shut down. You led practices on the divine feminine and Shekhinah. Our conversation was around "permission" and "blessing. "
Thank you for sharing this exploration into the journey of grief. I was so moved by the book you wrote with Ram Dass, Walking Each Other Home. It was very healing to read after walking my partner across the threshold 15 months ago. I resonant with the layers and waves of grief that can’t always be defined as a stage. I really appreciated hearing about “relocation,” as a last phase. I have been bothered by the word acceptance for some time but recently felt a shift, a new way to view acceptance that can embrace loss without pushing it away. I named it Enlightened Grief, carrying my grief into the light. Here are two poems I wrote on this, hopefully they carry light to other grieving hearts. 💜🙏🏼💫
https://fairiesandgnomes.substack.com/p/moving-towards-love?r=19igav&utm_medium=ios
That was a different Mirabai -- Mirabai Bush -- but we are companions on the path of death and grief.
Sorry for my mixup, I have also been deeply moved by your book Ordinary Mysticism. 🙏🏼 and indeed we are all companions on the path of death and grief.
This is wonderful. Returning to read again. Thank you so much
Mirabai you are a writer and many other things. When you lost your daughter, Jenny I think, could you work? Write? Read? I’m almost two years into my grief journey and I still can’t focus! It’s driving me crazy! Thank you for sharing the words above. ♥️