Today is the anniversary of my son’s death. Over the years, I’ve created a special space for dealing with my grief during this always-tender mother/son time, and discovered that acceptance and healing gain more traction in me when I’m open to the gift of light, almost always present, within his memories. “The wound is the place where light enters you.” Rumi Every late August I begin to think about writing this particular September blog. Generally, I’m too much in my head. . .
Elizabeth Gilbert’s “Big Magic”, a celebration of creativity and the interplay of inspirational ideas, has become one of my favorite gifts. I enjoy playing with her ideas . . . about ideas. The writer believes that our world is overflowing with ideas, which are, in themselves, a kind of inspired, “energetic life-form”, always in search of human partners. She uses an entertaining wealth of personal and profound experiences to make her case that ideas are driven by “a single im