tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273998760028140856.post8775586112416464341..comments2023-10-22T03:16:31.189-06:00Comments on Recover Your Joy: When we live in LOVELouise Gallagherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13522775693728655487noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273998760028140856.post-53514872818850142142011-03-10T07:39:15.985-07:002011-03-10T07:39:15.985-07:00you really encounter life from very close proximit...you really encounter life from very close proximity- that takes a lot of mental strength.<br /><br />love.trishahttp://mydomainpvt.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273998760028140856.post-5557499840321645202011-03-09T06:32:02.001-07:002011-03-09T06:32:02.001-07:00Hi Ruth -- The CyberGrinch must have stolen it!
I...Hi Ruth -- The CyberGrinch must have stolen it!<br /><br />I so appreciate everyone's comments. My eldest daughter suggested I might have wanted to make two posts from this one -- and while I know she's right -- there are two distinct yet related threads in it -- they both merged in my thinking.<br /><br />Yesterday, we held the Mardi Gras celebration for the man who is dying. It was a light and airy affair where everyone celebrated LIFE -- how wise those Native Amercian cultures are to not have one specific word -- it is the words we use to surround it that cause so much pain -- when I think of death as part of life and living -- I am less afraid and more accepting.<br /><br />Thank you everyone for yoru comments. You add a beautiful light to this path.Louise Gallagherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13522775693728655487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273998760028140856.post-90533990172112672592011-03-09T04:17:26.813-07:002011-03-09T04:17:26.813-07:00I left a long-ish comment here, maybe you never go...I left a long-ish comment here, maybe you never got it?<br /><br />I was, and am, very touched by this post, Louise. Your loss and grief over your babies, and the story of the man and brother, there is much here to contemplate.<br /><br />We think wrongly about death, I think. Some Native American languages have no word for death. Theirs are more like a phase in the cycle of life. No wonder we fear it, the pain and suffering, but even more so, the loss of a loved one. I wish we would adopt more wholesome ways of addressing this part of our life.Ruthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14204074161539605133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273998760028140856.post-39780609794089271102011-03-07T12:55:28.350-07:002011-03-07T12:55:28.350-07:00I believe this is my first visit here--referred by...I believe this is my first visit here--referred by your comment on a friend's posting today. My daughter just suffered a miscarriage about two weeks ago now. She did allow herself to grieve the loss but is very optimistic about her future ability to have a child. Her doctor is very supportive and optimistic too.<br /><br />It was difficult to go through this as her mother too. It was hard to witness her pain and sorrow. I'm amazed at how quickly you become invested in a pregnancy and project into the future with this little being. My daughter was just at the 12 week mark too and had just relaxed thinking she was safe from the sometimes precarious first trimester.<br /><br />Your writing on the dying man at the shelter was very touching too. I feel a great deal of compassionate work is being done at this home. I wish him well on his journey through life and beyond.<br /><br />Thank you for sharing this--it's just what I needed to experience today.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273998760028140856.post-85387800014010122872011-03-06T06:59:39.019-07:002011-03-06T06:59:39.019-07:00There's so much here to ponder.There's so much here to ponder.S. Etolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01847206680320012887noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273998760028140856.post-33851194501918297292011-03-05T23:40:39.231-07:002011-03-05T23:40:39.231-07:00"Love is greatest of all"
Amen, friend...."Love is greatest of all"<br /><br />Amen, friend. Amen.<br /><br />That is very touching that his brother will be at the faux-Mardi Gras party. I pray for him often and hope that his final moments are peaceful and pain-free.Brandihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05268307631851581565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273998760028140856.post-16526923045042684572011-03-05T23:00:43.298-07:002011-03-05T23:00:43.298-07:00Hi Louise,
First time over your space , and by ey...Hi Louise,<br /><br />First time over your space , and by eyes got wet after reading your post.<br />Really you are a great mom , and yes love is driving force of life which makes it so beautiful to make the impossible to happen.<br /><br />Your post is so much inspirational ..that MOMs will be proud to be.<br /><br />After all its MOM who nurture the child and she is the one who always feel and see love from the way other can't.<br /><br />So is the almighty always keep taking our test.<br /><br />It heart touching.<br /><br />Thanks for sharing and I'm glad I became a part of it by reading it.<br /><br />Have a nice time ahead<br />Keep smiling<br />enjoy<br />have a great weekendVivekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11080777013481305584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273998760028140856.post-11130049035916251412011-03-05T17:58:09.402-07:002011-03-05T17:58:09.402-07:00Wow - what a powerful post! I too had a miscarriag...Wow - what a powerful post! I too had a miscarriage and an ectopic pregnancy - both following the birth of my 3 children, so it was then that I knew it was time to stop.<br />My children are my world and it is so hard to let them go out into the real world where you don't have as much control of their safety. <br />It is the hardest part of being a mother - letting them go and letting them learn for themselves - it's also one of the best parts, rejoicing in their growth as strong individuals.<br /><br />Loved this post - thank youAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16151064836369618082noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273998760028140856.post-72388469070631694262011-03-05T15:26:11.786-07:002011-03-05T15:26:11.786-07:00A powerful post, touching on so many issues. I had...A powerful post, touching on so many issues. I had a miscarriage of a baby of just a few weeks. A child I had just barely begun to know. But maternal love is such a stong bond that I cried out in grief beyond consolation at the time. I also have two beautiful healthy children, now adults, one born before that and one after. The older one has medical issues which have put her on the edge of life and death on several occassions, and I used to leave in terror of her dying. When she began living on her own, and out of my realm of protection, I had to give up that fear and release her to the wellbeing of the universe. I do not fear death, but of course I fear being separated from those I hold dear. It is my belief that I will be reunited in the spirit realm with those I love deeply, and this includes the baby I didn't have a chance to get to know in this lifetime. For me, the question begging reassurance is the need for us to know that, like your friend and his brother, at least someone loves us enough to mourn our passing. A beautiful post on love. Love is the greatest force in the world, it has the power to overcome!Josie Two Shoeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18388032819905416258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2273998760028140856.post-14341863397521865792011-03-05T10:48:06.094-07:002011-03-05T10:48:06.094-07:00I'm glad the brother is going to come. Being t...I'm glad the brother is going to come. Being there may be the most important thing he does.Maureenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13290283101378474845noreply@blogger.com