I think I died last week {poem}
The only way out is through, and the only way is with each other.
Category: on Deathwork & Griefwork
because our choices led us here
I don't know what to say, really, except that this is so incredibly hard and none of us know how to get through it, not really.
dissolving into Light: even the least of these
I think I'm learning that even experiencing a Mystery does not mean it can be fully comprehended. The only thing we have is what we noticed, what was revealed, ...