Tag: grief
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Shadowlands, Part 10
Meirleach’s heart seized in his chest as he and the other scouts moved after the three intruders. Líadan was near. Long ago, he had started to feel her presence far before he could see her, after witnessing her moment in the Waste. He knew he could not show any sign of slowing or recognition, as…
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Shadowlands, Part 9
Laoise placed another bundle near the base of a tree and said a silent prayer for the one who may find it. Something felt different as she stood and looked cautiously around. Coolness filled the air; shadows moved in the corner of her vision. She tried to melt into her own shadows, as she had…
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Shadowlands, Part 8
As the men moved forward into the growing darkness, they did not see or hear who followed them. The Nefas scouts were truly silent, having tracked the three men from the time they entered the Wood. The scouts were cloaked in darkness, able to pull shadows around themselves. One of the scouts signed, “They seek…
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The Nope Closet
Disclaimer: This post contains some examples that may be uncomfortable or distressing for some folks. This blog is for my own personal processing and does not offer nor replace any professional psychiatric advice or psychological therapeutic care. If you are struggling with mental health challenges, please seek medical attention, counseling, or crisis help. If you…
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Shadowlands, Part 3 and Part 4
PART 3 As Laoise worked her way toward home, she tried not to think about the events leading up to her getting lost in the Woods all those years ago. Yet sometimes, on days where she succeeded in finding a lost one and on nights where she could hear the distant howl of the Waste…
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Desolation and the Keening of Loss
Often, I find myself coming back to the heavier, deeper, darker emotions. Sadness, sorrow, melancholy, devastation…loss. I have been wrestling with these a lot lately and today in my Morning Pages1 practice, I processed a bit more about what draws me to these themes. Life has not always been kind, nor has it worked out…
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Silence Among the Ruins
There are times in my life when I crave the second noun form of silence – “absence of sound or noise: stillness.”1 This world is loud and seems to have only gotten louder still in recent years. I find my heart and body and soul aching for silence and stillness, especially as a mom of…
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Living Loss
I recently wrote a paper on grief and the idea of “living loss,” where the loss is not in a physical death of a person, but of a persistent, permanent loss of something or someone important. This type of grief can crush a person. Of this, I know full well. The last two months have…
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The Bottom
“When you think you’ve hit the bottom, and the bottom gives way…” Steven Curtis Chapman I thought I hit the bottom many times in my life and many, many times in the past 5 years. Every time it felt like *that* was all the loss I could hold, I was handed another loss and the…
Jewels from the Dark 