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The mother of one of my dearest, closest friends died last Sunday. My friend is 20, her little brother 17 and her Mother was just 46. After weeks of pain, which was falsely diagnosed as rheumatism, her heart stopped working. Funeral is next Monday.
My friend just called to inform me. What is there to say? "My condolence" sounds so empty, used, meaningless. I'm so sorry for her and wish I could be there for her in the flesh, but she lives in my hometown and my life here is busy. I am planning to go to the funeral (my second in this spring), but until then all I can do is holding space, giving energetic support. My words are of less help than my silence, my listening. What is there to say?
The flowers are opening in the hot sun of early summer.
Their scent flies to the heavens,
carrying souls.
bb*
Gwydion Rose
My friend just called to inform me. What is there to say? "My condolence" sounds so empty, used, meaningless. I'm so sorry for her and wish I could be there for her in the flesh, but she lives in my hometown and my life here is busy. I am planning to go to the funeral (my second in this spring), but until then all I can do is holding space, giving energetic support. My words are of less help than my silence, my listening. What is there to say?
The flowers are opening in the hot sun of early summer.
Their scent flies to the heavens,
carrying souls.
bb*
Gwydion Rose