Comments on: Tired

By: Dinah~

Dinah~ — Fri, 23 Jun 2006 04:00:59 +0000

Jen,

My father died a little over a year ago. He was a philosopher, musician, artist, and gentle soul who lived simply so that others could simply live. He never drove a car and always gave freely. We were extremely close. I was always so glad that I went out of my way to visit with him every other week for the last few years of his life. We openly talked about death and how we would try staying in contact when he passed on. He died a conscious death. I will always remember the last hug we gave eachother before I drove off. My heart is with you.

Daina(Dinah)Puodziunas

By: Molly Gordon

Molly Gordon — Thu, 22 Jun 2006 23:35:49 +0000

My friend, I adore your presence to yourself and to us — the people who get to visit you here. Thank you.

By: deb

deb — Wed, 21 Jun 2006 16:12:45 +0000

Jennifer – I’m so impressed with your energy and creativity. I marvel at the many projects you balance and juggle at once. It’s no wonder you do get tired – we all do! One of things that perhaps keeps me from jumping in and “going for it,” so to speak, is that I just won’t have the energy and be able to take the inevitable challenges. You are out there. Going for it. Doing it. Wow! You really are amazing.

By: Maureen

Maureen — Mon, 19 Jun 2006 18:49:31 +0000

Dear Jen,
I have no profound insights, just a lot
of sympathy for your fatigue and discouragement
and sadness.
I know you will do what it takes;
stay with it…in the flow…let the feelings
wash over and through…until other feelings
flow in – the tide moves in and out no matter
what we do.
Father’s Day is always tough for me.
My father died 3 years ago but he checked
out of my life, in stages, starting when I
was 13, and pretty much checked out entirely
when I was in my mid 20s….
I see my husband’s kids doing stuff for him
and I just ache.
May you share as many loving moments
with your dad as you can while you still have
him.

By: Bonnie

Bonnie — Mon, 19 Jun 2006 17:38:03 +0000

Dear Jen,
I hope you had a lovely visit with your dad. This is the second fathers’ day without my dad and it is still strange not to buy a card. Ours was an estranged relationship at the end, but the space is still there.
I can hear your pain. Sometimes it is so hard to BE WITH all our feelings, isn’t it? You can do art with that, too. I remember last fall walking around the house saying over and over again, out loud, “I am so angry. I am so angry.” I called my daughter over to do art with me and just smeared red paint on paper. Being with the anger and using my HANDSto do the art, freed me from the hold of the anger. When I added pastels to the dried piece days later, following some of my finger paths, the shapes were broken-open hearts! Interesting, eh? Be kind and gentle to yourself, too, Jennifer. We forget to do that sometimes. That advice comes from my Focusing teacher and I have it posted above my writing desk. I have to tell you how much your sharing of yourself with us, helps me. I beginning the writing of my thesis and folllowing your process of writing encourages me. Don’t laugh! Even your despair shared, does encourge me!
with hugs,
Bonnie