Monday, October 13, 2008

Evolution


As you can see, I have made some changes to my blog. The title, "Our Loss," seemed so appropriate in the beginning. I was consumed by the loss of Sage and Dad, and that is what I wrote about. My grief and my writing have changed since then, and I want to let this blog reflect my evolving experience.

The new title is from the Hafiz poem, "It Felt Love" (posted on the side bar). Dad and Sage both offered me the encouragement of their love, and each in his own way helped me open my heart more to life. The title also refers to the encouragement I have received from my family, friends and even people whom I have never met but who have connected with me through this blog.

Finally, I hope that in some small way, this blog can offer the encouragement of light to others who have experienced loss and are journeying (as I am) toward a deeper sense of meaning and connection.

4 comments:

Laura said...

It is warming to see your journey and focus shift and I am privileged you allow others to ride along with you.

Kristin said...

I am grateful for your transparency and bare eloquence,offering rare insight into the connection we can all have with precious mortality, the divine.

Your work -- yes, love made visible, as K. Gibran put it -- is a gift and inspiration to all that find their way here. Your open heart is a beacon, and the path that it lights is that of hope and love.

Anonymous said...

Jess,

'Thank you' just doesn't say it well enough. We love you deeply and are so proud of the work that you do for all of us! There is so much more to say, I can't find the words right now(and as you now that is unusual).

with the rarest love,
geo

Anonymous said...

Jessie,

I do not know you but I love your beauty, words, open heart, and commitment to heal. I stumbled on your site from glow in the woods. We had a son, baby taz, born with an undiagnosed terminal genetic condition 2 years ago september. He lived for two days. I am now starring at our sleeping baby girl, a red head named Lucia Carlin. Lucia meaning light and Carlin-little champion (for my best friend Karl who was killed in an Avalanche 12 years ago.) I was just finishing breast feeding her-my favorite thing in the world to do and crying over your sage. WOw that mug-and that tongue sticking out at you! All I can say is life grows back-and with your spirit and disposition I can't imagine you won't always have sage and also have life grow back. Our daughter Lily talks about baby taz everday-he will always be with us-define us-and we take him with us all the time on this journey we call life.

"The morning glory blooms but for an hour
And yet it differs not in heart from the great pine
That lives for a thousand years"

_Teitoku Matsunaga

I have had dreams and I have had nightmares but I conquered my nightmares because of my dreams.
-Jonas Salk