tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7716167623179741489.post6010598683438922748..comments2023-10-07T07:48:50.326-04:00Comments on Ellena's Cocologie: A Life Well LivedEllenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14965850008354379369noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7716167623179741489.post-25577556643206184152016-10-16T11:22:02.436-04:002016-10-16T11:22:02.436-04:00Thank you Roderick. So much imagery! There is alwa...Thank you Roderick. So much imagery! There is always a lot to say about loss and the many ways we experience the pain. Recently I have begun to direct my thoughts towards the imprints which in turn have become seeds and will flourish in others and get passed on through some small act. Similar to the 'butterfly effect' ... <br /><br />To All ... <br /><br />My loss has morphed many times over the past months. Mid September until now has been especially difficult. Mom and I both loved the Fall and it was always a delight to visit her this time of the year. I longed to see the Laurentian colours but I also knew that this year the weight of her loss would render me colour blind. I cannot imagine myself navigating the curvy roads, seeing the majestic colours, spotting a deer, smelling the dried leaves and hearing the crunch under my feet without her by my side giggling or talking about one subject or another. Today is my birthday and I long to hear the story of my birth which she would recall every year! Fortunately, today isn't as bad as I thought it would be ... of course our minds can play out so many scenarios that never occur! <br /><br />I was hoping to get back to my blog but I've been busy finding a new home, moving and trying to keep physically busy to stop my mind from wandering. Winter is around the corner and my less active lifestyle will give me plenty of time to sit at the PC ... read your blogs and let my own words flow into who knows what. <br /><br />Trishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13632553702010149817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7716167623179741489.post-58592260248225007132016-10-14T03:41:11.455-04:002016-10-14T03:41:11.455-04:00I thought you might be interested in this sonnet: ...I thought you might be interested in this sonnet: the E. referred to is of course Ellena.<br /><br /><b>Sonnet: On visiting the blog of a dead friend</b> <br /><br /><i>The sap has dried, disabled stalks have turned<br />To compost – and he’d know the truth of that.<br />For me decay, for him life’s stuff re-formed, <br />It’s not my field, I’ll simply tip my hat.<br /><br />Others have taken this way. Like E. who<br />“Passed by – like Time” and died, another friend.<br />Her roots were strong, the wit between us grew,<br />She blossomed to an uncomplaining end.<br /><br />In glades of death the plant that grows is loss,<br />Who needs a bell that sounds nonentity?<br />Why should it be worth my while to doss<br />Down here wanly in tranquillity?<br /><br />Text is quite silent, echoes come from sound,<br />Where else might such a miracle be found?</i>Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7716167623179741489.post-86382877711804712962016-05-15T07:47:50.769-04:002016-05-15T07:47:50.769-04:00So glad to read this, it sounds as though you gave...So glad to read this, it sounds as though you gave her a wonderful sen off. It also fills in one or two of the gaps in what I knew about her life. What an amazing person she was, and how she lived life right to the end.<br /><br />I hope you do get your own blog up and running again, like Rouchswalwe, I'll keep it on a feed and hope to 'see' you again there...Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09764296105901909328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7716167623179741489.post-73012526250661236322016-05-07T16:45:43.159-04:002016-05-07T16:45:43.159-04:00Thank you for your poem Carol and of course your c...Thank you for your poem Carol and of course your caring and kindness. I know how much Mom meant to you. We were blessed to have her in our lives! The poem makes me think of her spirit and maybe that is why it is sometimes hard to believe that she is gone. She is forever in my heart, living there along with all the memories and very present ... and I'm still learning lessons which in fact are everlasting gifts from Mom. This is all part of life and as much as I can have moments of feeling deep loss ... for some reason I am also at peace knowing that some day I will be where she is ... either nowhere and in the hearts of my loved ones living in their memories or in some beautiful after life where we meet again. This may sound confusing and filled with duality but then that's how I seem to grasp things so that I can cope. Hugs to you Carol and I do hope to have some time to connect with you in person on one of my visits to Montreal. Trishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13632553702010149817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7716167623179741489.post-7280147559990501572016-05-07T14:03:43.014-04:002016-05-07T14:03:43.014-04:00Thank you dear Patricia for sharing such beautiful...Thank you dear Patricia for sharing such beautiful memories. My heart pounded as I read every word. Seeing all the photos in your video "Mom's life from 1935 to 2016” reminded me of how blessed I was to have known her. Ellena will remain forever in my heart with love! Be well my friend. <br /><br />I give you this one thought to keep – <br />I am with you still - I do not sleep. <br /> <br />I am a thousand winds that blow, <br />I am the diamond glints on snow, <br />I am the sunlight on ripened grain, <br />I am the gentle autumn rain. <br /><br />When you awaken in the morning's hush,<br />I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight. <br />I am the soft stars that shine at night. <br /><br />Do not think of me as gone - I am with you still - in each new dawn. <br />~ Native American Prayer ~ <br />Carol Watermanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04344976750572018239noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7716167623179741489.post-51652355949970623992016-05-07T07:31:28.116-04:002016-05-07T07:31:28.116-04:00Dear Tom and Rouchswalwe. Thank you so much for yo...Dear Tom and Rouchswalwe. Thank you so much for your words. Life is slowly getting back into some shape of a normalcy. There are times where I am still in disbelief even though the reality is clear.Fortunately, Spring is here, nature is coming back to life and so am I. I've been planning to move and my decision making process has somewhat stalled knowing that my state of mind may blur how I look at things. Life does go on, must go on with vitality and I remind myself to fully embrace all experiences. I look forward to being behind my camera again, reading books, and getting to know you through your blogs! Trishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13632553702010149817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7716167623179741489.post-50345457179216879512016-05-06T20:32:39.884-04:002016-05-06T20:32:39.884-04:00My dear Pasha, I have read your words, shed a tear...My dear Pasha, I have read your words, shed a tear, and watched the snapshot whilst drinking a pint of 'Spruced Traditional Gose' (your sweet Mama would want to know exactly what kind of beer it is). Thank you so very much for including us, the blog friends. If I may, I'll add your blog link to my list. <br />The other day, I had to refer back to one of my old posts, and there was a comment from Ellena. How wonderful!Rouchswalwehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01393987883437907945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7716167623179741489.post-501457233846348782016-05-05T16:39:32.239-04:002016-05-05T16:39:32.239-04:00Ah Trish. How does one compose a comment after all...Ah Trish. How does one compose a comment after all that? I don't know. However, I do hope that this post will remain for a very long time, available for many a re-reading. My heart kneels before the memory of a lovely lady and friend.Tomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09028121782477111901noreply@blogger.com