And ... before commenting, I went looking for a line from Mary Oliver, knowing your love for her, but there were too many variations on love and grief to choose from. I would like to ponder her poem on making friends with sorrow, she puts it so perfectly without making it too sad.
Making friends with sorrow… I read that poem.. it’s so poignant. It reminds me of how Thich Nhat Hanh says to hold difficult feelings with tenderness.. like cradling a baby.
I am keeping Mary Oliver’s ‘Devotions’ close all the time. One specific line from one of her essays reminds me of you Nia,
“I walk in this world to love it”
Thank you for being you. Your words are my favourite thing to turn to when the world seems noisy and incoherent. 💜
I feel the same about yours, my friend.
And ... before commenting, I went looking for a line from Mary Oliver, knowing your love for her, but there were too many variations on love and grief to choose from. I would like to ponder her poem on making friends with sorrow, she puts it so perfectly without making it too sad.
Making friends with sorrow… I read that poem.. it’s so poignant. It reminds me of how Thich Nhat Hanh says to hold difficult feelings with tenderness.. like cradling a baby.
And yourself, my friend. Hold yourself with tenderness, especially when your knees feel taken out from under you at unexpected moments.
Nia 😭💜🕯️