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On the afternoon of my last blog posting, JUne 8,  I received a phone call that my brother, 66, had passed away suddenly of cardiac arrest.

I began immediately to let people know at the request of his family. Six hours later, I was making reservations to fly to St. John's in two days.

Now, two months later, I am coming out of that shock and the loss of a second brother in a couple of years. The other was even younger, 59 years old.

It has taken all these weeks of reconstellating the world without my brother. I have felt inner shifting going on, I have felt deep black chasms of loss, I have felt the nearer pull of my own death coming nearer, as it does, every second. I have felt the physical closeness of my two brothers standing behind me, like two wings of guidance and protection.

Death really does erase whatever twistings and turnings a life history has contained. It strips away all the unnecessary past histories, and offers a clean slate of memory burning only with the essence of a person. A soul lives on - in cleansed presence and a small candle flame of light.


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18.03 | 17:38

Edith is our mentor and prophet for the times she knows we are trying to let go, be freed from whatever impedes growth,goodness and giving!

14.03 | 19:26

Thank you Brenda for providing this resource. Your selection of books make fine companions on life's path, especially at this time.

14.03 | 12:11

And here we are manifesting to each other and the universe! Your poem is soulful, Gina, dealing with the unknowns of each day as they come. Thanks for sharing.

13.03 | 19:34

Hi Brenda, just read new poeming 4 and your new wild geese is where we are all getting to I hope just love it, Ken

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