No Purpose, Purpose

As I wrote before, I resigned from my work two weeks ago and I don’t have a particular purpose.  Except I do. Continue reading “No Purpose, Purpose”

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Grief Is Worship

At approximately 42:19 mark into Rob Bell’s interview with Caleb Wilde (Caleb Wilde is a Funeral Director), this happens:

Caleb: I think that grief is worship <…>  That takes the shame out of it.  So many people are just: “Oh, why am I not at closure yet, and why haven’t I processed through this linear grief work yet?  I should be done by now!”

But I think grief is a form of worship.  <…>  Closure is a myth.  It doesn’t happen the way we want it to happen.  It’s messy.  And the person who has died is there.  As long as you love someone you will be grieving.

Rites of Passage

You will not read this.

Turns out, when I wrote here in the past, I did that a little bit for you, because I knew you read what I wrote.  That was one of the ways you loved me.

Joseph Campbell compares rites of passage, myths, and dreams.

The rites and myths have become mythical.  Nobody cancelled what they framed though: the passage.  Continue reading “Rites of Passage”

About the Doors

What was that about one door closing, another opening?  Does it really work that way?  Does it?  I slammed that one door before.  Slamming doesn’t work too well.  It didn’t.  The door cracked open.  Whatever was to stay behind it, didn’t.  I had to go back, against that all, and close it again, this time mindfully and firmly.

Oh how hard that was.  No cracks, no air, no light.

I turned around to make the first step in that choking darkness.  There you stood, shining, strong, beautiful, beloved by many.   Continue reading “About the Doors”