The first is reminiscent of The Guest House (Rumi) and such a critical reminder for how to be with feelings of confusion, grief, derailment, despair. It seems to me that if we don't acknowledge our feelings, they have a way of turning into some other unwanted outcome. Yes, we are allowed to be sad, and tea...such comfort. Like you, I sometimes wonder why we are so inclined to assume we know what we can't know. I appreciate your reminder with the reflection from one of our most well-known stories of love, loss, and recovery. Beautiful thoughts.
Beautiful! What a tender and gentle way to handle sadness. Or any difficult emotion. Both poems encourage returning to the here and now, very calming and grounding, thank you.
Oh my, Elizabeth that second poem gave me chills....especially those last lines.
Our small group is reading the gospel of John and Chapter 21 is slated for tonight--Jesus' appearance after His resurrection and the miraculous invitation, "Come and dine. What have you got to eat?"
... parallel to the passage in Luke where the disciples are still half-sure He's a ghost so He asks them for some food and eats the piece of fish they give Him. That story always cracks my heart open.
Wow, Elizabeth. Dealing with some sadness this last couple of weeks after my dog passed, on top of the passing of another dog last year and a husband 4 years ago, I was very moved by this poem. It makes so much sense to me. Thank you for the blessing of your poetry offerings, especially this one.
It's as if, in writing, you gathered the scattered thoughts, feelings and prayers of the collective and braided them together where they could hold one another through the challenges of the time.
The first is reminiscent of The Guest House (Rumi) and such a critical reminder for how to be with feelings of confusion, grief, derailment, despair. It seems to me that if we don't acknowledge our feelings, they have a way of turning into some other unwanted outcome. Yes, we are allowed to be sad, and tea...such comfort. Like you, I sometimes wonder why we are so inclined to assume we know what we can't know. I appreciate your reminder with the reflection from one of our most well-known stories of love, loss, and recovery. Beautiful thoughts.
Thank you, Elizabeth. 💛🌿
Such poignant words describing the enveloping presence of persistent sadness.
“stay gentle in her company…”
Wonderful soothing words to those who know this visitor all too well.
Thank you, sister Lucinda. 💛🌿
Yes, two very good ones for these times. Thanks for putting them together.
Thanks for reading and for being here, Rose.
Beautiful! What a tender and gentle way to handle sadness. Or any difficult emotion. Both poems encourage returning to the here and now, very calming and grounding, thank you.
Thanks so much, Petrina.
Thank you for these today. Just wonderful. Restful and restorative. ❤️
So glad they spoke to you, Mary. Thank you for reading.
These two poems are so lovely together. I want to put the kettle on for a cup of tea and settle in to read them again.
Honored to have you reading and re-reading, LeeAnn. I hope the cuppa is of your favorite tea.
Thank you, Elizabeth.
Thanks for reading, Paul.
I have just read these … and I want to read them again with a cup of tea.
Thank you for reading them once and again, Monique. I hope your tea is comforting and delicious.
I found the tempo very soothing on my nerves which are still feeling jarred from last week.
Feeling those jarred nerves with you, Wes -- glad the tempo of the poems could quiet things a little for you.
Yes, the jarred nerves. I always felt I belonged in this country but I really feel like I don't know anything anymore.
"What have you got to eat?"
Oh my, Elizabeth that second poem gave me chills....especially those last lines.
Our small group is reading the gospel of John and Chapter 21 is slated for tonight--Jesus' appearance after His resurrection and the miraculous invitation, "Come and dine. What have you got to eat?"
... parallel to the passage in Luke where the disciples are still half-sure He's a ghost so He asks them for some food and eats the piece of fish they give Him. That story always cracks my heart open.
Thank you for being here, Jody, and for reading.
Beautiful and comforting. Thank you for sharing these.
Thank you, MK.
Lovely, thoughtful, and evocative…thank you.
Thank you for reading, Shari.
Wow, Elizabeth. Dealing with some sadness this last couple of weeks after my dog passed, on top of the passing of another dog last year and a husband 4 years ago, I was very moved by this poem. It makes so much sense to me. Thank you for the blessing of your poetry offerings, especially this one.
I'm so sorry for all those losses stacking up, Mary -- what a hard thing. I'm glad you're here, and that you found some comfort in what you read.
Thank you, Elizabeth! I needed these this morning.
Thank you for reading and for being here, Caro.
It's as if, in writing, you gathered the scattered thoughts, feelings and prayers of the collective and braided them together where they could hold one another through the challenges of the time.
Thanks so much, Kim. Poets hope they can do that much, now and then.
Beautifully expressed!
I appreciate that, Caro. 🙏🏻
Oh my. What a duo. That first one spoke volumes to me today…thank you Elizabeth.
Thanks so much for reading and for being here, Pat.