Candles + Coldplay -- It’s morning. I’ve walked one child to school and am eating breakfast / checking email while waiting for take the teenager to school. I open my email and see a new copy of Press Play. It’s my new favorite thing from a woman in our town. She puts together all the fun local events for us once a week. Everything from concerts to art shows to planetarium movies. I love supporting a local human doing this work for our community!
How beautiful. How heartbreaking. How precious that you honored your grief. Thank you for the encouragement to do the same, as grief calls me, calls us.
Thank you, Jenny for another soulful reflection. I can relate to your expressions of the power of music, candlelight, life experience, grief and body awareness.
I'm bawling as I'm reading this. Grief is so complex to me. It feels sometimes like maybe we can go on, and we can live our lives in the moment, but then the remembrance of the date we lost them comes around. You were so brave, Jenny, to go to this. Praying that it was.... I don't know what word I'm looking for. Praying... just praying for everyone.
Grief is such a paradox. Chaotic and numb. Surprising and predictable. Love and searing pain. I think all of it gets to be here. It's the only way I know to learn to keep moving with it. Gently accepting all its complexity. Oof. Sending love.
Gorgeous...I keep seeing these candlelight concerts pop up on social media. I will need to keep a closer eye on one that might be calling to me and my grief.
How beautiful. How heartbreaking. How precious that you honored your grief. Thank you for the encouragement to do the same, as grief calls me, calls us.
Thank you, Jenny for another soulful reflection. I can relate to your expressions of the power of music, candlelight, life experience, grief and body awareness.
My heart is with you! What a lovely way to honor your grief. Hugs
Thank you so very much!
I'm bawling as I'm reading this. Grief is so complex to me. It feels sometimes like maybe we can go on, and we can live our lives in the moment, but then the remembrance of the date we lost them comes around. You were so brave, Jenny, to go to this. Praying that it was.... I don't know what word I'm looking for. Praying... just praying for everyone.
Grief is such a paradox. Chaotic and numb. Surprising and predictable. Love and searing pain. I think all of it gets to be here. It's the only way I know to learn to keep moving with it. Gently accepting all its complexity. Oof. Sending love.
It is such a gift the way music calls to our heart, mind and soul. I'm glad Jeremy and you shared those love-infused moments. It is balm for the soul.
Thank you so much, this was lovely!!!
Gorgeous...I keep seeing these candlelight concerts pop up on social media. I will need to keep a closer eye on one that might be calling to me and my grief.