Comments on: Two halves of this achingly full and short life

By: Christine LaRocque

Christine LaRocque — Wed, 05 May 2010 19:46:35 +0000

I’m reading this a little late, but I’m so glad I did. I was drawn in by the first few sentences sitting in my reader. “Yesterday was a tough day. I was sad, emotional and tired.” I can say no more except that I know how this feels. Your post touch me on a primal level, they usually do, but particularly so just now when I deal with a few of my own demons and fears. Thank you.

By: the graveyard shift

the graveyard shift — Sat, 01 May 2010 03:18:15 +0000

[...] lindsey took herself to a cemetery and pondered life in its beginnings and endings, and that got me [...]

By: MDTaz

MDTaz — Fri, 30 Apr 2010 07:15:45 +0000

I have been unable to keep up with your posts, and sadly watched some go by without reading, just because there is not enough time in the day (and capacity in my feeble brain) to read everything that calls to me and still master the tasks that I have committed to finish. Last night I stayed up until 3 am working on the program for my mother’s memorial service. She died in February; my siblings and I opted to hold the memorial in May so more people could attend without concern of inclement weather. This has stretched the grieving process in an odd way – not that grieving doesn’t continue for months and years, but that there’s still an “official” grieving point we have not yet passed. Buried in the details of the event, I am also moved, many times a day, by the emotion that accompanies the dance of these inextricable partners that you speak of: birth and death, loss and life.

This morning, despite the backlog in my in-box, I said to myself I’m going to read something from So Vast – I’ve skipped too many, lately. Isn’t it beautiful, then, that this latest post was just what I needed to read. I thank you.

By: Privilege of Parenting

Privilege of Parenting — Fri, 30 Apr 2010 06:13:13 +0000

You are on the right track, brave and meeting the bitter as well as the sweet, willing to feel and be alive in your body and your spirit even as it hurts… When you actively love the suffering aspect of the totality this way you struggle to solidify and hold the opposites within the self. There is an organic soul-making process going on here, even if it feels at times like you are torn by beasts, buffeted by winds and spit at by clouds—maybe it’s nature’s way of dipping your pig-tail in the ink well because it likes you.

By: Ronna Detrick

Ronna Detrick — Fri, 30 Apr 2010 03:43:30 +0000

I feel the tension within me, Lindsey, to speak of life, to offer hope, to bring perspective; but more, I just want to sit with you in death.

We sit in those spaces – minutes, days, seasons, relationships – and still, we still breathe, still, our hearts beat, still, we live.

Excruciating and simultaneously more beautiful than we can begin to comprehend.

By: Heather of the EO

Heather of the EO — Fri, 30 Apr 2010 02:44:44 +0000

I love what Christa said. “you are just where you need to be.” I have to remind myself of that so often. But we are, we always are, even in the losses.

Beautiful post.

By: Christa

Christa — Fri, 30 Apr 2010 02:22:48 +0000

Clearly, and achingly beautifully expressed, you are just where you need to be.

By: Aidan Donnelley Rowley @ Ivy League Insecurities

Aidan Donnelley Rowley @ Ivy League Insecurities — Fri, 30 Apr 2010 02:09:22 +0000

Seriously?

Gorgeous.

And the photo is priceless.

By: michelle

michelle — Fri, 30 Apr 2010 01:57:40 +0000

this was such a beautiful and raw and honest post.

By: wholly jeanne

wholly jeanne — Fri, 30 Apr 2010 01:12:45 +0000

i find cemeteries are wonderfully accepting, understanding holding places – and that’s why i love them so. when i get lost, foggy, or all kerflunky, i take myself to a cemetery where i have not once failed to find remedy.

cemeteries are also where i took my young chiclets to learn about multiple-digit math functions, spelling, epistemology, history, art, and various and sundry other important things. we still love to create character sketches. oh, and just 2 weeks ago . . . well, i think you’ve just helped me conjure tomorrow’s blog post. thank you for that, and for such soothing, quietening words.