I adore the honesty and metaphors that sing bright through this piece Gabriela. Mistletoe or not, it sounds like her beautiful roots and branches reach up, up to starlight.
Thank you for this beautiful piece , I have literally just been visiting my Mum , called “Stella” and she has this awful disease and I resonate deeply with you.
I will carry with me the comforting words that she is “travelling in the Arthurian legends being taken to Other world by the Fae “
Wow, what a deeply magical thing! Sending all my love to you and Stella, you're not alone. I'm so glad to hear that you found some comfort in these reflections. I too was comforted in writing them. I've left my grandma now, but trust she is in good hands.
Once again you write of subjects near and dear to my heart: dementia and the 8 pointed Star. The mist started creeping into my mother’s life about ten years ago. Today she is only 75 but she is utterly lost and frequently asks me to take her home. It is heartbreaking. The 8 sided star began revealing herself to me as a soul guide about five years ago. You’ve given me much to meditate upon. Thank you.
Oh I'm so sorry to hear of your mother. It's such a tough road to navigate. But how curious to hear she asks to be taken home too. My father and I were reflecting on this the other day, as my grandma often asks this in her sudden attacks in the night. I wonder if it has to do with the soul preparing itself to go "home", or perhaps the memories of childhood home and earlier memories that are (for her) still present, and the comfort drawn from that. It's a mystery. But I'm glad to hear you found some solace in this. And that the Star has accompanied you too.
A beautiful piece written straight from your courageous heart. Thank you for your compassion and love.
I adore the honesty and metaphors that sing bright through this piece Gabriela. Mistletoe or not, it sounds like her beautiful roots and branches reach up, up to starlight.
Thank you!
Thank you for this beautiful piece , I have literally just been visiting my Mum , called “Stella” and she has this awful disease and I resonate deeply with you.
I will carry with me the comforting words that she is “travelling in the Arthurian legends being taken to Other world by the Fae “
Thank you so much from my broken heart
Wow, what a deeply magical thing! Sending all my love to you and Stella, you're not alone. I'm so glad to hear that you found some comfort in these reflections. I too was comforted in writing them. I've left my grandma now, but trust she is in good hands.
Once again you write of subjects near and dear to my heart: dementia and the 8 pointed Star. The mist started creeping into my mother’s life about ten years ago. Today she is only 75 but she is utterly lost and frequently asks me to take her home. It is heartbreaking. The 8 sided star began revealing herself to me as a soul guide about five years ago. You’ve given me much to meditate upon. Thank you.
Oh I'm so sorry to hear of your mother. It's such a tough road to navigate. But how curious to hear she asks to be taken home too. My father and I were reflecting on this the other day, as my grandma often asks this in her sudden attacks in the night. I wonder if it has to do with the soul preparing itself to go "home", or perhaps the memories of childhood home and earlier memories that are (for her) still present, and the comfort drawn from that. It's a mystery. But I'm glad to hear you found some solace in this. And that the Star has accompanied you too.
What a beautiful piece. I think about your grandmother sometimes, from the days when you taught from Spain. Sending light and love to you both ✨