the circle shrinking
‘those who take’, overtaking
I grieve my youth

Grief, among other things.
Why my 2-3 chapters/week writing flow has pretty much dried up.
I’m not lamenting, just noticing.
Being productive, efficient, effective—this used to matter to. Too much.
Getting slow. Not just to smell the roses, but to feel the love that tastes like absence and an exploding heart in slow motion. This is good.
Last spring we were still doing our weekly chore days, in our respective gardens. A great friend. I’m missing him. Almost a year now.
#writing #grief

I’ve been thinking about healing—not just the kind that scars, but the deeper kind.

Is it when the memory softens? When you stop rehearsing the story? When your body no longer braces?

Maybe healing isn’t a destination.

So how do we know we’re on the right path?
What are some signs you’ve noticed along the way?

A boy mourns over the body of a loved one killed in overnight Israeli bombardment on northern Gaza, at the Ahli Arab Hospital.

Photograph: Omar Al-Qattaa/AFP/Getty Images

@photography
@palestine
#Gaza
#children
#grief

The AJ Chronicles: 4 April 2025

Another week in the life of an autistic widower.

Mother’s Day upset; family deaths; virtual Easter eggs; feeling dizzy; young tailgater; grey hairs; cars, stress, and Grandad; 19 Oct – 25 Oct 2024 catch-up.

#family #life #death #grief #health #parenting #relationships #autism #adhd

https://open.substack.com/pub/soultoscribe/p/the-aj-chronicles-4-april-2025

In my latest #Substack post, I'm reflecting on an experience from last summer in my favourite woodland. A kind stranger went out of their way, and I didn't get to thank them.

https://theartypoet.substack.com/p/a-letter-to-the-mystery-flower-arranger

I read something beautiful recently.

"Grief is love that has nowhere to go."

Anyway, I spent my evening picking up three children off the floor. Mother's Day left some repercussions. #widowhood #grief

A Palestinian woman visits the grave of her relative at a cemetery in Jabalia [File: Mahmoud Issa/Reuters]

@photography
@palestine
#Gaza
#Jabalia
#cemetery
#grief
#mourning
#women

A Sense of Doubt blog post #3692 - SEVEN Months and The Orphaned Adult By Alexander Levy. https://sensedoubt.blogspot.com/2025/03/a-sense-of-doubt-blog-post-3692-seven.html #Grief #Milestones #GetOverIt #MoveOn #NotFiveStages #Coping #SelfCare #Living #BooksOnGrief #Orphan

within each of us
our loved ones, in tiny form,
caring's innate yield
company at a distance
legacy in case of loss

#tanka #haiku #senryu #poem #ShortPoem #SmallPoem #SmallPoems #love #connection #entanglement #avatar #grief #missing #redundancy #backup

I'll post some notes in a comment on this thread.

I’m so impressed with the leadership at UnidosNow for prioritizing pleasure & #wellness for their staff during such challenging times. This was one of the loveliest workshops I’ve ever led—outdoors, next to a pond filled with ducks, geese and turtles, underneath the shade of cypress trees. What’s the word for a stunningly beautiful moment lined with sadness? #clay #art #crafts #nature #healing #grief #community

"I have no doubt that Vincent and James both did their share of thinking, which will remain a solace for me. And, yet, no one undertakes suicide unthinkingly."

Yiyun Li for The New Yorker‬: https://longreads.com/2025/03/28/the-deaths-and-lives-of-two-sons/

when you left this world
my heart became a hovel
where a mansion once stood

#mastoprompt - hovel

ART
https://fineartamerica.com/featured/love-deeply-comforting-floral-art-sharon-cummings.html

Last night, you came to bed late, made enough noise, and bounced the bed as you got in and settled down. And I began to cry because, of course, you were not there.
https://buff.ly/60TzRIp

I feel a sense of #grief I haven't in a while.

I miss my mom particularly harshly at the moment.

I think it's because I feel lost, when usually I am very self assured and guided.

With the #usa the way it is, the future is nothing but uncertainty, and when I felt lost I would seek her guidance.

She was amazingly wise after a hard life. Harder than most I know.

I can't now.

So I'll pray.

Not to any God, but to her.

Her words were more powerful than any holy book EVER was.

I am leading a monthly grief support group "Keeping Each Other Company: #Caregiving and #Grief" over Zoom for #HFC, the foundation established by Lauren Miller Rogen & Seth Rogen in honor of Lauren's mother, Adele, who died of early-onset #Alzheimer's. If this is something you think might be helpful, just fill out the the form below & and someone from HFC will reach out. If the group I am moderating isn't the right fit, you will see many other options.

https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSeU6Waw5K_qdJ2AvowQwjNUORcAus16weFE2AsLpxYtCvrR9w/viewform?pli=1

I am leading a monthly grief support group "Keeping Each Other Company: #Caregiving and #Grief" over Zoom for #HFC, the foundation established by Lauren Miller Rogen & Seth Rogen in honor of Lauren's mother, Adele, who died of early-onset #Alzheimer's. If this is something you think might be helpful, just fill out the the form below & and someone from HFC will reach out. If the group I am moderating isn't the right fit, you will see many other options.

https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSeU6Waw5K_qdJ2AvowQwjNUORcAus16weFE2AsLpxYtCvrR9w/viewform?pli=1

The Cardinal At My Window | And So It Goes…

https://notes.krueger.ink/the-cardinal-at-my-window/