HUG Corner - Thought for the Week - 3/3
From "Healing After Loss' Martha Whitmore Hickman
"I am slowly, painfully discovering that my refuge is not found in my mother, my grandmother, or even the birds of Bear River. My refuge exists in my capacity to love. If I can learn to love death then I can begin to find refuge in change."
-Terry Tempest Williams
At first it seems a preposterous suggestion—“learn to love death?” Death, which most of the time, to most of us, seems The Enemy?
Perhaps what we are being asked to do—sensitized as we are by our grief—is to love The Truth, to love all that is. So, from full hearts, perhaps we can include in the sweep of our love even that which has caused us great pain.
If we can, then we can stop being imprisoned behind walls of denial and anger; we can stop banging our heads and our hands against what cannot be changed. We can accept what has happened, and relish the life that we have.
I will try to open my hands and my heart — to life as it is now.