Oh, Candace, I wish there were a weight I could just lift. But the only way through is through. Thank you for writing about your experience. It is amazing how you find words even for blankness. I have no advice. Just wanted to say, I am here. I'm checking in. You're important to me. Love, Heather
Dear Candace, I read each of your blogs and then search for some word of comfort to offer. There really aren't any. Yet, as I go through my day and as I read I can't help trying to find some balm for you, for me, for all of us.
The mystic Persion poet Hafiz offers: The heart is right to cry even when the smallest drop of light, of love, is taken away....You are right to do so in any fashion until God returns to you. (Hafiz, translated by Daniel Ladinsky The Gift: Poems by Hafiz ) (I found this on the From Gratefulnesss.org site which you so graciously connected me to.)
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Oh, Candace, I wish there were a weight I could just lift. But the only way through is through. Thank you for writing about your experience. It is amazing how you find words even for blankness. I have no advice. Just wanted to say, I am here. I'm checking in. You're important to me. Love, Heather
Dear Candace,
I read each of your blogs and then search for some word of comfort to offer. There really aren't any. Yet, as I go through my day and as I read I can't help trying to find some balm for you, for me, for all of us.
The mystic Persion poet Hafiz offers:
The heart is right to cry even when the smallest drop of light, of love, is taken away....You are right to do so in any fashion until God returns to you.
(Hafiz, translated by Daniel Ladinsky
The Gift: Poems by Hafiz ) (I found this on the From Gratefulnesss.org site which you so graciously connected me to.)
Here when you need anything,
Love,
Chaya
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