(A post that will mostly be applicable to those with a faith-based outlook.) We might have been dealt a massive blow with the death of our loved one, but that is not the end of our troubles. Life continues, and so new challenges arise. Life after bereavement. What is it? It is much the same…
Grieving creatively is the name of this series of articles. Today’s idea is quite simple: Sit and be. Focus on nature for 2, 5, 10 or 20 minutes. Really observe, really listen. Imagine the scene. You’re sitting on a bench after walking through woodland for about 20 minutes. The bench is on a hill part…
Remembering with love I heard your voice in the wind todayand I turned to see your face;The warmth of the wind caressed meas I stood silently in place. I felt your touch in the sun todayas its warmth filled the sky;I closed my eyes for your embraceand my spirit soared high. I saw your eyes…
(A post from a Christian perspective.) There is a lot in the Bible about joy. “The joy of the Lord is your strength”, “happy is the people whose God is the Lord”, and so on. Many churches today emphasise these “happy messages” and sometimes equate spirituality and faith with being happy and positive. But this…
A poem by Robert Louis Stevenson Though he, that ever kind and true,Kept stoutly step by step with you,Your whole long, gusty lifetime through,Be gone a while before,Be now a moment gone before,Yet, doubt not, soon the seasons shall restoreYour friend to you. He has but turned the corner — stillHe pushes on with right…
Some readings and reflections for those who are grieving this Christmas season. This is a bit of food for thought that hopefully you will find meaningful and not trite. It can be a really difficult time of year because of grief, and it might be particularly so at the moment during the pandemic. So I…
I came across this beautiful poem. It needs no explanation. On The Death Of The Beloved — John O’Donohue Though we need to weep your loss, You dwell in that safe place in our hearts, Where no storm or night or pain can reach you. Your love was like the dawn Brightening over our lives…
The entrance to a rambling 135 hectare country park is just across the road from my home. Once inside, there are hills to climb with countryside views as far away as the neighbouring counties if the weather is fine; small lakes, open green spaces, winding paths and patches of forest. Birdsong in the mornings is…
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