It always amazes me how much can change in just one year...for the good and unfortunately, the bad. I see it the most when I am away with my children at our annual summer vacation spot... some of the changes are unbelievable to me... my oldest son’s death, my father’s passing...life changes... health... family circumstances... one year looks nothing like the one before it. It is proof to me that it is so important to appreciate the present moment... hold dear to loved ones...let go of old wounds and appreciate the beauty that is in front of us.. for this time next year, it could all look entirely different 💞
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We give thanks for all those who are moved, in their lives, to heal and protect the earth, in small ways and in large. Blessings on the composters, the gardeners, the breeders of worms and mushrooms, the soil-builders, those who cleanse the waters and purify the air, all those who clean up the messes others have made. Blessings on those who defend trees and who plant trees, who guard the forests and who renew the forests. Blessings on those who learn to heal the grasslands and renew the streams, on those who prevent erosion, who restore the salmon and the fisheries, who guard the healing herbs and who know the lore of the wild plants. Blessings on those who heal the cities and bring them alive again with excitement and creativity and love. Gratitude and blessings to all who stand against greed, who risk themselves, to those who have bled and been wounded, and to those who have given their lives in service of the earth.
May all the healers of the earth find their own healing. May they be fueled by passionate love for the earth. May they know their fear but not be stopped by fear. May they feel their anger and yet not be ruled by rage. May they honor their grief but not be paralyzed by sorrow. May they transform fear, rage, and grief into compassion and the inspiration to act in service of what they love. May they find the help, the resources, the courage, the luck, the strength, the love, the health, the joy that they need to do the work. May they be in the right place, at the right time, in the right way. May they bring alive a great awakening, open a listening ear to hear the earth's voice, transform imbalance to balance, hate and greed to love. Blessed be the healers of the earth.
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Experience the emotions. Work through them and figure out what you can control in order to grow. Always strive to work towards becoming a better version of yourself, everyday. But always remember you’re still human. Emotions are okay. 🤷🏽♀️💜
Sometimes with great joy comes great sadness and sadly we had to say good bye to our baby boy before we got to say hi. .
It’s been a week since we heard the devastating words. .
“There wasn’t a heartbeat, I am so sorry.”
I went in for my 20 week ultrasound on July 10th, and never once did it cross my mind that later that day I would be scheduling an induction to deliver my baby and then following that a little funeral for him too. I felt so robbed of so many things in that moment. An empty sadness I never understood until 1:45 am on July 11th when I delivered my precious boy. He was perfect. A tiny handful of possibly my biggest blessing. .
We named his Isaac Noah
Isaac- he will laugh, he will rejoice
Although we don’t understand why this happened, we know that God is good and we have an unexplainable peace knowing that our sweet boy is with Jesus.
I am so thankful for the 3 hours I got to spend snuggling his body and all the photos I took during our time with him.
Please pray for healing, especially for our daughters as they all process and and handle their grief differently and at different times. “Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted” (Matthew 5:4) “Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you” (Jeremiah 1:5) “I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me” (2 Sam 12:23) “So if we fix our eyes not on what is seen but what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal” (2 Corinthians 4:18)
No belittling the little lost thing !
Have you ever lost something, felt sad,and angry about it? Have you even felt fear you’d never find... as good as that again ?
Honor these feelings- especially when in huge life transitions .
Now, I’m not saying to plunge into 3 years of therapy over it.
Just that it’s ok.
This is a type of grief called, disenfranchised grief, and , according to Dr.Melissa Baartman Mork, one of 5 types of grief. #grief#grievegrief#disenfranchisedgrief#thriveafterdivorce . #jodybirnberg#jodybirnberglifeoach
001 hour ago
After lots and lots of work that i’ve enjoyed, but has screwed with my neck and feet, the last thing I was asked today was to take pics of the curator with the art and her dog to send to the artists, of which most are her friends.
I took them and she was kind and grateful to me again. She asked if i wanted to take pics with her sweet puppo. Usually I dislike pics of myself... but with such a sweet doggo and art? How the hell am I supposed to say no?
I’ve covered my face for privacy reasons, but I assure you that yes... i am making such a happy and goofy ass face. It made me laugh out loud.
The first one I call, “The Virgin (not really) and child (furbaby).”
The second I call “My attempt at making pursed lips to match the artwork but instead it looks like I’m making a duck face.”
To add a cherry on top, the curator didn’t really know what face I was making when she took the pic because she didn’t have her glasses on.
When she put them on she went, “...oh man that’s priceless. 🤣” and demanded I send those to her to send to the artists.
So my hilarity spreads and lives on to inspire artists... or make them pee themselves from laughing a bit.
Either way an accomplishment I’m happy and proud of. 😁🤣❤️
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201 hour ago
Maman disait toujours et surtout vers la fin de sa vie que quand elle s’éteindrait, elle reviendrait nous voir à travers les papillons. Je savais déjà qu’ils avaient une signification, mais depuis, chaque fois qu’un papillon se pose sur moi ou virevolte très près, je pense à elle, je sais qu’elle est présente.
Toutes ces petites choses qui m’aident à tenir, à voir et penser autrement qu’à mes 16 ans, à quel point une perte peut rendre complètement différent, souvent fou, maniaque, mélancolique ou même dépendant d’autres personnes.
Mais après tout, l’Humain est ainsi,
Parfum d’anxiété certaines nuits, Élan de vie et projets d’avenir d’autres nuits.
301 hour ago
A piece of my heart left with this women. It’s so sad to be here without her. She made every day better, every day more fun, everyday something I looked forward to. When you have an extra special person in your life hold onto them dearly. Every time I left her house I would hug her with intention. I would ask myself “ If this is the last time you ever see her again was that hug hug present enough.” Once I walked out the door if I realized my answer to that was no, I would go back to give another hug. I would repeat this process until I felt satisfied. Sometimes I would have to pretend I forgot something inside just so I could go back one more time. It was my favorite that she often took the time to walk me out. I loved having every moment for us before I had to go! Extra special we’re the ones where she came out to the porch to wave goodbye.
I think many of you have realized that I don’t shy away from talking about the #pain of losing someone special. I believe in always saying their name, and talking about the #memories , the person, the #loss , the #emptiness .... We all live with some amount of #grief . We’ve all lost someone special. We all know how lonely it can be. How everyone else’s life moves on, while yours is changed forever. Let’s talk about those we’ve lost. Let’s not hide this. Let’s not shy away from this.
In the comments, please tell me about someone you’ve lost. I don’t believe that keeping it inside, is necessarily the best way to process grief. Not talking about someone else’s loss doesn’t prevent or minimize their #sadness . But to the contrary, talking about it acknowledges the profound impact of grief. It acknowledges that the person who is gone from our midst is not gone from our hearts. And sometimes, it feels good to talk about it. Sometimes, it feels good to just be able to talk about the person, like we did before we lost them.
If you are reluctant, please give yourself a little bit of time, but do consider coming back, and at least saying their name. #saytheirnames
Repost @belinda_vegan When we wonder whether to ascribe an emotion to a non-human animal, the question to ask is not, "Can we prove that another being feels this or that emotion?" but rather, "Is there any reason to suppose that this species of animal does not feel that emotion?"
If not, then we can ask whether the individual non-human animal feels that particular emotion in this particular instance. If we see an dog standing with another dying dog, the appropriate response is not to say that we have no way to measure sorrow and therefore never speak of sadness in dogs. Instead we observe the behavior of the dogs - their calls, body language, and actions - and ask whether it does seem to evidence unhappiness. The non-human animals personal story is relevant to this inquiry- were these animals strangers? Acquainted? Family? Even if animals do not (as far as we know) tell stories, they surely live them every bit as much as humans do.
Scientific humility suggests that complete understanding of other non-human animals may be possible. But we will come far closer if we do not begin by insisting that we already know more than we do about what characteristics they do not have. To learn about other non-human animals, they must be taken in their own terms, and these terms do indeed include their feelings.
Respect the rights of ALL the animals that share this planet WITH us not FOR us. We are different but the same! Please keep animals off your plate! #belinda_vegan
Because my mom always wanted to remember me...... 😁😃👍💕❤️👌🐾
011 hour ago
I’m honestly struggling a lot right now. Life has just been hard. We lost my Uncle unexpectedly and really harshly. Then less than three months later, my Oma lost her battle with cancer and taking care of her on hospice was scary, hard and heartbreaking. But today, my daughter added artwork and cookies to the garage sale to raise money for “people with cancer” in my Oma’s honor and I cried and cried because I’m doing something right in this crazy world. I’m raising an incredibly human. #grief#cancersucks#kindnessmatters
201 hour ago
Life and death can both be a mystery. We happily and obliviously move through life, planning and building what we think is the preferred script for our lives.
And then... Death and loss show themselves.
None of us will go through life untouched by the death of a loved one, from an acquaintance to a family member it is part of life. Shakespeare said it best: “Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak whispers the o’er fraught heart and bids it . . . break.” (Macbeth, Act IV, Scene 1)
Recently I was followed by an account which exemplifies this inner strength of the human being. I can only imagine the depth of loss suffered by the parents and founders of a charity set up in the name of their perfect little girl. @thelilyflower_
In my opinion death and loss are something human beings aren’t naturally programmed to understand. So we have real trouble processing such profound but abstract concepts as life and death alone.
In the face of such tragedies we can find reasons and strength to go on, through developing creative, personalised rituals, which help us and others find comfort during the sad times.
Sometimes looking at these images my brain still can’t comprehend that you were so sick because you look and are so incredibly perfect to me.
My arms and heart physically ache for you.
When I tell you that I love and miss you dearly Theo, those words just do not seem enough but I know you’re with me and I think you love and miss us too. 💙💙💙 #endingawantedpregnancy#limbbodywallcomplex#tfmr#grief#firstanniversary#lbwc
411 hour ago
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511 hour ago
"And how can you soar,
When you are so rooted to your pain?
The lessons of letting go, my love, are never made in vain. Take what you need so you can navigate your way, and let the rest go, with love and with faith." -Christine Evangelou
Joy visual diary / day 14...Yes, it’s another rainbow... but here’s the thing never have I witnessed so many beautifully vibrant rainbows as I’ve seen in the past 13 days since I started my joy visual diary 🌈.
The last rainbow snapped & posted was where we were holidaying at the beach. Today we’ve returned home to be welcomed back with this one.
I used to sing rainbow connection over and over to the kids when they were little and when I found out we were expecting a third baby earlier this year I found an art print filled with bright colours and the lyrics ‘why are there so many songs about rainbows’ which was to be for the baby’s room.... After heartbreakingly losing our little one at fifteen weeks pregnant I decided to still go ahead and get the print which would become a heart piece for our family💖.
And now here I am seeing rainbows everywhere... it might seem silly but I like to think it’s our wee baby looking down upon us, connecting heart and spirit. So this post is filled with joy, wonder, love, smiles and tears 💫 #joy#joyvisualdiary#rainbows#nature#pregnancyloss#heart#grief#love#emotions#thoughts#connection#spirit#sensitivity#smiles#tears#fromtheheart#wonderwoman
I’m glad i fell straight to sleep.
Woke up to nightmares again though.
Tears I couldn’t shed yesterday finally fell while driving.
I rediscovered a song. A song I used to play during the latter days of spring. I’d listen to this waking up, playing, waiting, and sleeping... all while thinking about my ex while she finished up her last year of college... waiting for her to come home... so I could be with her more.
Wishing her luck, strength, perseverance, support and love...
Gifts of my heart and mind that sprung endlessly like crystal water from a geode well.
But it did end. It was fragile. It grew static and still, until it shattered. Shards receded back into the earth of my chest.
A memory flickered behind this painful thought: it was when I let my ex drove my car in the parking lot of where she was working. I was a little freaked out but also just enjoying her enjoying herself. Enjoy this moment that made me smile and laugh.
Then I cried from how this memory was still here... still something that made me happy...
Maybe I can keep this... but not right now.
For now... i need distance... i need to let these go... while feeling what I feel. Falling if i fall.
So i can get back up.
#flowers#acceptance#beautiful#memories#intrusivethoughts#daydreams#depression#depressionrecovery#mentalhealth #mentalhealthawareness #heartbreak#heartbreakrecovery#relationshipissues#grief#grieving#grievingprocess#griefjourney#griefandloss#loss#healing#recovery#change#movingon#lettinggo#selfcare#selflove
812 hours ago
The wounds that never heal can only be mourned alone.
Many of you would know that this weekend would have been my Frankie's 1st Birthday and having me as a mum who is a self proclaimed party throwing queen, my kid would have had one heck of an epic birthday party. Like it would have been out of this world, those who know me will second that. I feel robbed, as all of us parents do when these special dates come around. We feel robbed for our babies and we feel robbed as parents not being able to throw them the awesome birthday parties that they deserved. It seriously sucks. But here's what I take comfort in, I will never stop celebrating Frankie. He is mine forever and for as long as I live I will include him in everything I do. I will honour him on all his special days, not only his birthday in March but his would be birthday/due date in July; because he deserves it. Because I love him. Because he is mine and I am his forever. He deserves to be celebrated and honoured in every single way. So happy would be 1st birthday my darling boy. I love you more than the moon and stars for a million lifetimes. Thank you so much to Irene from @thecelebrationcorner for his gorgeous personalised balloon. This lady is awesome, the Angel wings were a total surprise! Not only is she incredibly talented but she is so thoughtful! Thank you beautiful soul. I now have this gorgeous balloon with my baby's name on it to admire 💙 And to my awesome sister @miss_emmz91
for letting me know about @thecelebrationcorner. Best aunty ever! Never be afraid to celebrate your children in any way that you want to. Never hesitate to do things in honour of them or in celebration of them if that is what you want and choose to do. They existed and any way you choose to celebrate them is awesome, whether that is privately or publicly. Your children deserve it and as their parents, so do you 💙 #pregnancyandinfantloss#pregnancyloss#babyloss#childloss#childlosssupport#death#grief#grieving#griefjourney#griefandloss#griefsupport#heal#healing#healingjourney#infantloss#miscarriage#pregnancyandinfantlossawareness#stillbirth#stillborn#mentalhealth#infantdeath#healingafterloss #loss#bereavement#hope#lifeafterloss#recovery #bereavedmother
77122 hours ago
That's where I always imagine where you are. Up in the sky among the stars,moon,sun,rainbows,moon and clouds. I've kinda become obsessed with the sky. I'm always looking for signs from you and i often find them in the sky. The world is a beautiful place because you are a part of it and always will be. I miss you my Khloe, my beautiful daughter for always. #38weeksforever#Khloe#daughter#grief#missyoualways
I’m stepping into my next P3 course this weekend and will largely be unavailable for anything else. I finally asked for help by way of P3 at one of the lowest points in my life so far (hopefully ever). My physical health was declining further and I didn’t know how to cope with it or grieve around it. My already tumultuous relationship with my dad was getting more toxic and I was beginning to realize that many people in my life no longer felt safe to me. Even when you’re not woke to it, people who only love you fractionally aren’t your people; it broke me a bit when I finally figured that out. I was also having a total mental breakdown that I’m still unwilling to get into on social media. It was difficult. Then I read a book that helped everything shift for me and led me to finally ask for help from a community who loves me for every piece of who I am. I can celebrate or grieve and reclaim my power safely when
I’m feeling weak. I have a lot of death around me right now. I lost a friend from the P3 community on Wednesday to cancer. It feels right to start working through my grief in the place where we met and worked on a shared belief that we had done something to be sick, like it must be penance for some sort of bad behavior. I’m largely at peace with that now but I don’t know if she ever stayed there. I’m grateful I get to be with other people who love her and with hope, I’ll have the opportunity to help others in working through some of their own unresolved pieces in their lives whether it’s their own grief, guilt or shame. I’m not sure I believe there’s much purpose to life without us connecting and helping each other through the bad, celebrating each other through good but more importantly, for accepting and cheering for exactly who we are. I hope you have that in your life; you matter and you deserve it. Namaste and Shabbat Shalom!