Music helps most people through hard times. For me it is, always has been, the beauty of words.
Grief grabs us by the throat and shatters our world into a million pieces.
Some days it numbs us to the bone and turns us into walking zombies.
Other days it pierces our hearts and forces a scream so loud it scares us into silence.
John Bowlby, M.D.
Your absence has gone through me
Like a thread through a needle
Everything I do is stitched with it’s color
W.S. Merwin
He had learned the worst lesson that life can teach––that it makes no sense.
And when that happens the happiness is never spontaneous again.
It is artificial and, even then, bought at the price of an obstinate estrangement
From oneself and one’s history . . . .
Stoically he suppresses his horror.
He learns to live behind a mask.
A lifetime experiment in endurance.
A performance over a ruin.
Philip Roth
There is no tragedy in life like the death of a child; things never get back to the way they were.
Dwight D. Eisenhower
Healing may not be so much about getting better, as about letting go of everything that isn’t you––all of the expectations, all of the beliefs––and becoming who you are.
Rachel Naomi Remen
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
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