Tag Archives: grief

falling

Posted on May 27, 2015 by eteal

the hawk’s claw opened and down to the earth fell the kitten. the dog picked her up and carried her , placing her gently before the human. the human picked up the kitten, (half way between earth and sky,) she … Continue reading →

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Posted in God's dog, grief, True Stories | Tagged dogs, eco-mysticism, ethical dilemma, feral kitten, grief, hawks, heartache, kittens, loss, mysticim, nature, poetry, predatory behavior, purrs, sudden death | Leave a comment

whole cloth

Posted on March 24, 2015 by eteal

she walked into my life and is still helping me put the pieces together when things feel like they are coming apart. we may look all patchwork on the outside – but inside we are all love.

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Posted in The Now | Tagged adopting cats, animal assisted chaplaincy, bereavement, calico cat, cats, feline salvation, feral cats, grief, inter-species spirituality, interspecies spiritual direction, loss, love, mourning, patchwork, pet therapy, quilting, spiritual direction, things fall apart | Leave a comment

Shadows and light

Posted on March 19, 2015 by eteal

in the shadows deep in the shadows i see a bright white light, carefully stepping into the sun.

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Posted in The Now | Tagged crane, cranes, depression, grief, hope, ink brush meditation, listening to nature, nature as therapy, nature is my religion, poetry, SBNR, shadows, sunlight, swamp life, wildlife | 1 Comment

car accidents, survival and loss

Posted on March 10, 2015 by eteal

a cardinal landed on a sculpture in my garden, made from an old engine block. made by an old friend who credited it with saving her life – so she melted it and poured it into a clay mold she … Continue reading →

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Posted in Cardinal Rules, Winged wisdoms | Tagged best friends, car accidents, car crash, car crashes, cardinal, grief, hope, loss, mourning, salvation, sculpture, sculpture from engine blocks, spring break | Leave a comment

old and new

Posted on January 3, 2015 by eteal

i go to the vet today to pick up a very very small box: the cremains of a very small dog with a very big heart. a very old dog who i painted far less than the lessons he taught. … Continue reading →