Never felt more on my own
Ever increasingly more at home in here
in this body, in this mind, in this slowing-down kind of cadence that reminds me
to wait, mediate, meditate, soften my space and let it all fall a w a y
Thank you for leaving me this legacy of sunlight and patience and flowers and hours of
focused care
this is where it always needed to go – i just didn’t, couldn’t, wouldn’t, shouldn’t have known till now.
I love you. I miss you. I wish i could call you and hear your voice so instead I’ll listen to
my last birthday call
which I saved for this moment where all falls
so quietly into the pace of the truth
we did it
you made it
i took it you gave it
you saw it
you felt it
you became it
you held it
you knew it
you knew it.
I miss you. I know I’ve said that. I keep saying it out loud so many times.
Sweetness lives thru you
thank you
Sweet Elena, It so beautiful, so releasing and so aching. I’ve been with you a lot in these past two weeks, being in your sadness and reliving my own. I’m eternally in debt for your caring support during my Mother illness and her passing away. I’m and always be here for you with whatever you may need. Lots of love. Basia
Beautiful
The sweetest sounds to mortals given
Are heard in Mother, Home, and Heaven.
~ William Goldsmith Brown
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This makes me cry. So beautiful. Hugs. xx
I feel this one in the depths of my being. As a daughter and a mother to three daughters. Thank you for the reminder! I keep forgetting only to remember again!
So many things seem to fall away
in the process
in the beauty of realization
I am alive
awake
a gardener
in my inner Eden
a unifying
sisterly
melting
of duality
of separation
of contrasts
of contradictions
of contractions
of contracts
We have reached
the destionation
of our true selves.
Deep bow
“I miss you. I know I’ve said that. I keep saying it out loud so many times.”
That kind of broken heart is brutal, *hugs* feel better soon.