Monday, December 28, 2009

The River of Life

Poem from native american- I will correctly reference this poem later
"The river of life. It is great
It is swift
There are those who will be afraid
They will try to hold on to the shore
and they may be torn apart
and suffer greatly. Know the river has a destination.
What you resist can cause more suffering.
We must let go of the shore, push
off into the middle of the river
Keep our eyes open and heads
above the water.
Take nothing personally, least of all ourselves"

I love this poem, I love it. Life is beautiful in all that it is. I am here for the ride.
It was just the place to put some of my baby's ashes, up in the Big Wood River in Idaho. I heard her there laughing. It was the perfect place for her because I am too riding on the river of life. I heard you baby, and I am here for you. I love you.

1 comment:

  1. Saw your comment on Angie's blog and thought i would drop in and say hi. So sorry for your loss. Can't imagine how hard it would have been to receive such news with your other kids in tow. So hard.

    Jolene is a beautiful name for a beautiful baby girl. So sorry you have joined this club but glad that you found your way into this community.