I just discovered Laura had scribbled in her copy of Pema Chodron’s When Things Fall Apart, ‘I don’t agree’, ‘I don’t agree’, at exactly the spot where I chucked the book. It seems neither of us thought ‘Begin the journey without hope of getting ground under your feet. Begin with hopelessness’ was a good idea. Especially not when you are floored by one of life’s major traumas. I like many of Pema Chodron’s teachings, but when it comes to hope I side with Emily Dickinson. ‘Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all …’ Or the person who said ‘the only false hope is no hope.’ Evidently Laura felt the same. Ah my dear soul mate, we so strongly hoped for you to live. And even though you passed, that hope was not in vain. It kept us valiant and playful, surrounded us with the dearest of friends, and forged between us the most exquisite of bonds. I regret none of it. Not one second. Hopelessness would have been a pitiful place by comparison.
I totally agree with all your comments and felt the same when my partner went through the same thing. I wish you strength on your continued journey.
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Beautiful!
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‘Hope is being able to see that there is light despite all of the darkness’. This quote whose author I don’t remember has kept in my mind. You, Lucie and your dear Laura certainly saw the light and lived within it’s realm in the midst of the darkness of cancer. Both of you have been such a great inspiration to so many people around the world. And you continue inspiring all of us……Thank you for the gift of your postings.
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And thank you for the gift of your comments. They are like a hand reaching out to hold me from falling.
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Thank you so much, Lucie, for your wonderful comment. It means so much to me. Since my accident, I have grown immensely in sensitivity and compassion towards others who have gone through life changing experiences, loss and grief. It is like a whole new world has opened up to me. I see things around me, I was blind towards before; I’m now able to perceive and feel other people’s grief, sadness and sufferings intensely – something towards which I used to be numb and relatively ignorant. In one way, tragedy and trauma has been awakening to my soul; it has made me more vulnerable and sensitive towards other people’s needs. And it has given me a completely new sense of the value of time and what really matters in life: GIVING AND RECEIVING LOVE. I can see in your postings that going through Laura’s illness by her side, and the loss of your beloved soul mate has awakened and matured your soul immensely, too.
-Angelika
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Bless you Angelika. I always enjoy your comments. Lucie
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