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Reflected Glory
The Lehua blossom unfolds when the rains tread on it."
Reflected GloryThe Lehua blossom unfolds when the rains tread on it."
Hawaiian Proverb
Another View"I want to die in my sleep like my friend.... Not screaming and yelling like the passengers in his car."
Wil Shriner
Gatekeeper"We read that we ought to forgive our enemies; but we do not read that we ought to forgive our friends."
Pierre Corneille
Today I was feeling a bit sad.
I was sad about my father's declining health.
Strangely my feelings felt somehow "clean."
A calmness prevailed.
No shaking my fist at fate,
or at God.
No "What if" or "Why not."
Just smelted acceptance; and gratitude.
Gratitude that I got to spend time with him late in life,
Gratitude, and apprehension
that indefinite time, and pain remain to him.
And I realized something then.
I finally understood:
When trauma and disaster are overcome
a space is cleared
for appropriate grief
in it's proper season.
But what remains is luminous
and oh so beautiful!
A L O H A! Cloudia
21 comments:
Always sad to see a parent decline in health before one's very eyes. My dad died 3 weeks after diagnosis and surgery. It was quite a shock. He was 87.
indeed...
touchingly beautiful post..
namaste and aloha
A lot of wind makes the leaves of bananatrees very toulsed. Mine are still under bubble wraps. ALOHA !
Sadness has more health of mind behind it than to rage against the process of a loved ones dying. Be sad and when your pops goes be happy for his rest in the house of your ancestors knowing he will rise again.
Be Well Cloudia, I am remembering you in my morning talk with the creator of all things. I ask for you to have peace.
Thank you for visiting my blog. I am paying a return visit and what a day to do it - when I read about your father's decline - I have just lost a friend and she was so stoical in her decline and met death head on with no complaints. Her ashes are now scattered in the field above our farm together with those of her husband and their beloved dog - all together in the earth again - I agree about the feeling it gives you when it all goes well. Call again.
What a beautiful post. Your own Desiderata. Beautiful. I hope your dad is feeling peaceful, too.
Beautiful words...
I'm so sorry to read about your father...your post is beautiful.
//Fancy
You guys call that a "Lehua" ? I call it a banana tree. I have some myself. It's obvious you guys get some serious wind by looking at those leaves.
((Cloudia)) .. seeing/watching a parent age is painful .. hang on to all the good memories and get him to tell you about the past .. fill in the blanks .. I personally wish I had done more of that, there are many questions I will never have answers to/for
My dad passed away in '05 and there's not a day that goes by that I don't think of him and be glad I had thirty-five years with him... Your post was beautifully done.
Sorry your dad is in poor health, thank you for sharing it!Thanks also for your comment on the concentration camps, which I answered on my blog.
Beautiful post, straight from the heart. I wish you and your loved ones peace.
It is so heartbreaking to see a parent's health decline before your eyes. I thought we would lose my Dad a couple of years ago, he was in so much pain. Then a miracle happened, he had a hip replacement and it has given him a new lease of life! I know at 85 he may not have too much longer with us but at least he's enjoying himself. I'm thinking of you honey. xx
I'm going through something like this with my mom but I don't know how I feel yet.
I should print this one out and keep it in my thanatology portfolio. Amazing insight. I saw one parent die rather young (59) after 7 years of battling cancer. I saw the other die at 76 after a long, slow decline with lupus, diabetes, severe osteoporosis, and heart disease. The cancer death was actually easier. Dad had it easy, compared to Mom. But I miss them both.
Peace - D
Thank you ALL
for your kind visits
& your heartfelt words.
You are much appreciated.
Aloha!
That is well put, Cloudia. I hope whatever unfolds, unfolds with grace.
In the stillness of reflection you find the beauty.
Before I read the text I was going to say how drawn I was to your very first image. How it reminded me of life remembered.
I see why.
Pommes, the Heroine, and I send love.
Beautifully written, Cloudia.
Nice blog. What is the origin of the "brides" picture? your family? I'd like to look into using it for a documentary on Japanese immigrants.
Thanks!
June
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