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Tara Murphy's avatar

As usually you have made Sunday mornings so special for me Susu.

I am lying here in my own hospital bed after months of waiting to get in (finally!) and coping with the various aches and pains of feeding tubes and refeeding and, like you, making the slow progress back from losing lost ground. I don’t even really see myself so much as retrieving it but as forging new ground since those cells are gone and being rebuilt in new and exciting ways.

I love your challenge and what a challenge it has been. Day 17 and lately I have only been able to manage a few words at a time but it is still sacred time for me and the words I choose are meaningful. I know that someone where out east you are sitting and working despite incredible pain and strife to honour your commitment to yourself and so I take mine that I made on day one seriously even if it is the hardest task I do that day.

You are remarkable in being able to both fight for your life while simultaneously building a new one and touching the hearts of so many others. Your inspiration is an infinite pool of healing energy I tap into in rough moments when I want to scream and pull what’s left of my hair out or walk away and give up, move on to the next life.

Thank you for the gift of the role you play in my own spiritual and physical resurrection this Easter weekend- I am not religious but I am experiencing a rebirth of sorts and you have been a critical person on my path with me. You and your incredible posse of creative muses and warriors.

Sending you so much love and one major truth: you are precious beyond measure and a gift to humanity. I am blessed to have crossed paths with you in this life time 🙏

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Karen Mulvaney's avatar

Crossing the River. Just those few words feel like a whole world. I hope (even though hope can feel hard to grasp and hold) that the place you are creating wraps you in love, comfort, long luxurious breathing, together with the beats of loving hearts, your and Jon's and all who enter your home. I sit here at my desk, outside the window above me the trees are freshly and a vibrant green, the sun is shining through each tender leaf turning them into brightly lit neon shapes. I'm watching the cars go by, but inside this room, the silence is welcome and gentle. I love my home and know the feelings you describe. Nesting seems deeply wired in all living things. In their own way, trees, and other plants have a way of nesting, animals make dens, and birds who fly with all manner of improbably-collected items build their nests in places of safety. I wish for you deep roots, endless love, return to the best health possible, and always a place that you call home. Your words and your life have enriched every person who is lucky enough to know of you. Boundless thanks and endless gratitude for your tremendous spirit. Much love. Karen

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