A few months prior to my father dying, the day he died and months following, I believe I was given a gift, a reminder, of what it felt to be stripped down-bare, raw, unfiltered – my existence and purpose was clear and life around...
Here are my experiences – my living moment stories – where I continue to discover, to be found, to be reminded of what is possible, to be free, to come home…
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– Bittersweet Surrender – Big Head Todd & The Monsters For those who have a loved one who is going through a disease that takes away their ability to be themselves is devastating. My heart is with your heart. My father was diagnosed...
Monday and Tuesday came and I didn’t go and to see my father. My sister flew home and was with him along with my mother and brother. After seeing him on Sunday, I needed a day or two to of not waiting and watching...
Days and months following my father’s death felt like a state of unconsciousness, of heart ache that I had never known could exist. For some reason, I had in my head that I was prepared emotionally for this depth of pain, although I was...
– The Wind – Cat Stevens A prayer As I was still in the deep undercurrent of loss and grief, feeling the waves crash over and over without a breath, it felt increasingly harder to keep up with the unrealistic speed and pace...
– The Waterboys – The Whole of the Moon As the age of 5, I remember being woken from my sleep to see a lunar eclipse one summer night. I remember being with my aunts and cousins in the early morning hours, admiring what...