The response and support from an absolutely amazing community my sweet girl created touched me deeply. There are so many memories, so many words, so many images I want to share ... yet at this moment, what I must do is to listen to the spirit of Ahnung, listen to her wisdom, listen to my heart.
On Sunday at her Final Celebration, I shared 2 previous blog posts I had written on Anticipatory Grief (one from December, 2012 and one from March, 2013) and a new one I wrote on Saturday, August 24, 2013 when I knew the end was nearing:
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Anticipatory Grief: Making Friends (December
27, 2012)
Grief
walks up to your front door. It’s not time yet, you say. Yet she keeps on
walking. She walks past the rose bushes in your front yard. She walks past the
boulders you’ve carefully laid in her path. She walks past the detours you’ve
planted to steer her around you and away from you. This time She is focused.
And the rain is pouring and thunder is booming as the earth shakes and
vibrates.
“Please,”
She says, “I need shelter. I need to come in -- if only for a moment. “
Reluctantly,
I let Grief in. I offer her a cup of warm tea. We sit by the fireplace.
“Why
have you come?” I ask. “It’s not yet time.”
“It’s
time. I am by myself tonight. Tomorrow I may not be alone. I may bring
thousands of Me and there will be nothing you can do. We will break down your
door. We will drown you. “
She
pauses for a moment.
She
strokes my dog Ahnung.
“Sit
with Me now.”
We
share stories. We cry. We laugh. Ahnung lays between us. A calm breeze
permeates the room.
“It’s
time for me go,” Grief says.
“But
we have so much more to share,” I say.
She
smiles. She rises, and Ahnung walks alongside her. Ahnung stops at the front
door as Grief turns around to face me.
“I
will be return. I may come alone, or I may bring a friend. Now, go be with
Ahnung.”
We
melt into the breeze coming through the open door.
Anticipatory Grief Visits Again (Mar. 3, 2013)
You
came to visit me again last night.
Most
days I see the clear blue skies, I catch my breath when I look up into the
night skies, and I walk with my feet planted solidly on our earth.
Is it
too much to ask for the World? For the Universe? For eternity …. For strings of
days to never end with my sweet Ahnung? Is it too much to ask for Cancer to
step to the back of the line? Is it too much to ask for the Love, the Wisdom,
the Resilience, the brightness of Ahnung to shine on forever?
Dear
Grief, I respect you. I honor you. I know you have a place in this world and in
this universe. I know it’s not my place to negotiate with you. Yet when the
earth shakes below my feet and when the ground moves and the tremors knock me
off center, I desperately grab onto Ahnung. Last night, it was just an earth
tremor. How many more tremors will I walk through with Ahnung? How many more
tremors can the ground beneath us withstand until the inevitable quake on the
horizon arrives? How many more tremors will I be blessed to endure before the
ground beneath us splits open and swallows Ahnung? And will I be swallowed too?
Will I be swallowed by the pain of You, dear Grief, as I desperately hold onto
my soul, my Ahnung, as she slips away from me?
How?
How do I accept, with grace, this Final Walk?
Grief
looks me in the eye.
“When
the earth shakes, and the ground beneath you falters, look up into the skies.
Look into Ahnung’s eyes. Look up at the North Star. I gift you with the tremors.”
“Ahnung
is in your heart. You are One. She is in your blood. She is in your bones. She
is in the Earth. She is in the Air you breath. She is the Fire inside of you.
She is in the oceans, the rivers and lakes, the rocks. When she is gone, she
will live on in you.”
I hold
onto Ahnung as the earth beneath us stops shaking. I bury my face in her thick
neck. I hold her. I hold her as tightly as I can. I hold her again.
Anticipatory Grief … Here to Stay (August 24,
2013)
Grief knocks
on my door again. Ahnung greets Her at the door. This time she arrives with bags
in hand.
“It is
time.”
She opens
the door, takes my hand and leads me outside.
We get down
on our knees. She places one hand over Ahnung’s heart and one hand over my
heart.
And she
repeats to me what she said months earlier:
“Ahnung
is in your heart. You are One. She is in your blood. She is in your bones. She
is in the Earth. She is in the Air you breath. She is the Fire inside of you.
She is in the oceans, the rivers and lakes, the rocks. When she is gone, she
will live on in you.”
I look into
Ahnung’s eyes.
Grief takes
my hand, “It is time. We must begin the walk.”
In the dark,
we are guided by the north star and the beat of our hearts.
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So yesterday I returned to Grand Marais with Legacy. To the place where Ahnung and her bonded little brother Legacy spent time. She has called me to return here to scatter her ashes. She has called me here to heal my shattered heart .... so much of me wants to run from the pain because the pain is unbearable. But I hear my sweet girl .. I feel my sweet girl's spirit cradling my heart ... i feel her spirit telling me to fall into the hurt, the Grief, the anger .. i feel her guiding me with her soul telling me I have to carry on the work she began. I feel her asking me to lean on the community of support and friends.
At sunset last night I walked along the beach. The same beach she walked with her baby brother Legacy on our trips here to celebrate and honor the time we had left. I paused as I got to a spot on the beach with two large rocks .... Here. Gateway to my north star ... gateway to Ahnung, to all she is and as a friend and Leech Lake elder shared with me yesterday, "Marilou, know you have love from us here...north shore is a beautiful place...proceed through your ceremony of sending Ahnung back to Creator ... I'll put some asemaa, food, water and a treat out for her and will ask my son to be watching for her as she arrives...peace & love". So shortly after sunset, I released her ashes back to the Creator as I stood between the rocks. And I then tossed as far out into Lake Superior a rock from her auntie Jenny and a rock from me. And in nung-nung fashion, she made sure I knew she was listening. I stood on a dry spot on the beach between the rocks, and after I released her back a large wave came crashing against the rocks and I stood between the rocks with my shoes and socks soaked. And along with the force of water came 3 rocks. I smiled. Sweet girl, you are here. I gathered the 3 rocks, closed by eyes, and gave thanks to God, the Creator, the Divine for sending me the most beautiful, wise spirit and trusting me to be her guardian for her short time on earth.
And when I returned, I came back to my studio, to an email from my dear friend Jenny who had created the most beautiful tribute to Ahnung ...
My sweet girl gives me a high five on Saturday (8/24/13) when my friend Dorothy comes to take photos :) |
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