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WRITINGS:

Writing is just part of the creative process, and part of the inner discovery process.  A lot of what I include here arises through the practice of inquiry as I've learned it in the Diamond Approach.


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The Sky the Day My Dad Died (June 22, 2024)

August 18, 2024

A wide, deep sadness

Recalling a lifetime of pain

Awash

Pulled back into the bereftness

 

That wounded girlchild

Unwanted

Left resourceless

In the dark

 

Never to care for her

He’s gone

Never to soothe her or protect her

The finality staggering

 

The ideals constructed in his absence

Sending her seeking over the decades

Finding only more neglect

The futility subsiding into ambient forlornness

The pain, the anger, the wanting

O my heart

Tender as the pain permeates

Opening to the depths

 

The thud of the coffin lid

Closing

Sealing away

Love and pain both, so it seems

 

Burning density

Triggers ideas of overwhelm

Keeps me small

And in need of external support

 

Swinging from heart sadness to sorrowful anger

How could he have left me there?

Unequipped to meet the danger

Crushed, broken, innocence ripped asunder

 

Holding all that

Feel the wanting

Feel the unforgiving heat

Nothing to do

 

His a loner’s life

The rocket scientist

His brilliance his priority

Love ever unfulfilled

 

With compassion comes love

With love comes true competence, true capacity

Undaunted

The father within

 

May he rest well

Couched in oblivion

Released

May he rest well

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