This (HT to Contemplative Photography) is for Karen, who is focused on a sad anniversary this week-end. Oddly or, I suppose not, in the midst of final assignments and packing boxes and the graduation dilemma, I, too, have been thinking about ashes all day, every day.
Love to you, Karen.
are great resources.
A nursing mother, all she does
is wait to hear her child.
Just a little beginning-whimper
and she's there.
Cry out.
Do not be stolid and silent with your pain.
Lament,
and let the milk of loving
flow into you.
The hard rain and the wind
are ways the cloud has
to take care of us.
-- Rumi, A Year with Rumi (May 5)
