“D” is for…

I used to check
my calendar
for names:

B for birthday
AN for anniversary–
triggers to send a card

to remember
how our lives
intertwine.

When did I start
putting “D” by names?
It’s aging they say,
loss is part of it.

But knowing doesn’t
soften the sharp edges
of the missing pieces.

“God fills the holes”
“Reinvent yourself”
“Time to turn inward….”

But I stare at the “D”s
and wonder….
overwhelmed

by the mystery,

the fragility,
the preciousness
of Life.

.

Comments

  1. Lee Ann Austin says

    Thank you for sharing this, Barbara. Holiday season really tests my ability to stay present in the moment and not get stuck in the past . The present is the presence. I love your picture of the frosty gorgeous spider web. The last time I channeled Joseph, he told me briefly that he was with Eugene, who is my father. Joseph said, “We are working on peace on earth, that has always been the goal.”

    I found a Christmas card from Dad this week, probably 16 years old or older. He writes: Mark, Lee Ann and Brett, I believe that Cricket
    has already sent a card to you, but I personally want you all to know that I love and admire you family. I love peace and happiness and wish that everyone could enjoy just that.” Eugene He is still working on that in the spiritual realm with Joseph.

    The present is the presence and Being wholly conscious in it. Acceptance is the gift. I like your D’s and your AN’s and your B’s. Don’t let this holiday season eclipse your acceptance of what is and your power of doing what makes sense in the pre-sense. Most importantly, love yourself and hug your shoulders one long time 4 me.

  2. Hi, Barbara,
    Good to hear from you.
    Love, Claudia

  3. Wonderful insight!

    Whether we like it or not, the “D’s” just keep adding up. The loss makes me sad; the experience with that person brings up fond memories, appreciation and gratitude for the opportunity to experience life.
    We also realize how blessed we are with Lights like you to illuminate our paths during our life journey.

    God Bless you Barb!