Prayers for SafeBet

[unpredictablebijou]

I just saw this thread over in the Authors Hangout. Please go participate in it.

Leave other well-wishes, notes, poems and candles here.

This one hurts a lot. Pray, send love, cultivate compassion, spin the great Wheel.

bj



eta: here is a link to the candle lighting site and the group fieryjen set up for her.


http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w21/ArtioBoanne/candles-1-1.gif

 

[LadynStFreknBed]

Thank you for starting this thread, bj. I was trying to figure out how best to start a support & encouragement thread for SB in this forum. Your idea is lovely, and I'll be back with contributions...

 

[fieryjen]

I'm sorry. I should have thought of posting a link in the poetry forum. I know she posts quite a bit here.

Thanks for keeping her in your thoughts and prayers. She really needs them right now, she's not doing well at all.

 

[myinnerslut]

my prayers as well. i hope all that can go well at this point does.

ETA Master sends his condolences to her as well

 

[champagne1982]

I'm just back online since this morning. SB is a powerful woman but she needs our help right now. Sometimes power can mean that the owner of such strength will unduly bear complete responsibility. I just want to reaffirm that nature can't be beaten and what will be... Well, we all know the cliche.

Stay SB... stay.

 

[Equinoxe]

You are in my thoughts, Safe_Bet.

 

[tungtied2u]

Blessings safebet

1 To every thing there is a season, and a time
to every purpose under the heaven:
2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time
to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is
planted;
3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to
break down, and a time to build up;
4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time
to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather
stones together; a time to embrace, and a time
to refrain from embracing;
6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to
keep, and a time to cast away;
7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to
keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of
war, and a time of peace.

lit

 

[champagne1982]

I love that reading from Ecclesiastes, tt2u, it's about acceptance and encouragement. Today is a time to walk forward after yesterday's time to stand still. Best thoughts are lighting their way to her hearth and heart.

 

[PandoraGlitters]

oh creator whose stories we live and who absorbs our stories, two lives come back into your fold. I know they do not suffer. Please do not forget their family here. Surround them, especially S., with your healing energy and will to embrace life while and where we have it.

 

[Homburg]

I was away from the computer when I got the news last night.

For someone for whom the written and spoken word is so important, and who is well known for writing long windy posts about nothing much at all, I've no words here that seem powerful enough to encompass even what I'm feeling, let alone what you must be feeling, S_B.

You are yours ar ein my thoughts. I will concentrate on the good and keep you in those thoughts.

 

[fieryjen]

Update.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

My candle is lit

 

[unpredictablebijou]

More white light.

http://www.freefoto.com/images/90/20/90_20_8---Two-Advent-Candles_web.jpg

 

[fieryjen]

Another update.

 

[champagne1982]

Thanks Jen. I have been telling her that it is NOT her fault ever since the miscarriage threatened weeks ago.

Suzy, Please believe that no one blames you. If anything you have more admirers because of your dedication and devotion as a mom and a woman. Don't blame yourself, darling. You had it right the first morning when you wrote your poetry, nature is a hard mistress and one you can't fight.

Soon you'll be able to look at your family and know that they don't blame you, so by no means, should you be taking this on your shoulders. You're strong, but there are some things YOU have no control over. Take all of the love you're offered and then, when you're full, let it spill back out, as only you can let it flow.

Stay strong and believe that you're loved. Be easy and we'll see you when you're ready.

 

[Sqoodd]

My prayers will be doubled tonight.
I have never been there, but you have my deepest sympathies.

 

[champagne1982]

I'm still thinking of you all. Love each other, please.

 

[the Snood]

Not quite apropos as it was written for the passing of an adult, but hopefully useful:

It is certain that I will die;
death is neither a personal nor a medical failure.

When I die, I hope not to drag with me
the spirits of those whom I love.

Let them rather rejoice in my passing,
the next step on my path of learning.

My death here is a birth elsewhere,
and as this world is lessened, another is enriched.

When we are born, we cry but the world rejoices.
When we die, the world cries but we may find great liberation.

I tearfully celebrate the memories, the paths of the departed.
In their honour, I live.

McMurdo, May 1996

What can one say to the death of a small, desperately wanted soul before one ever had the chance to say hello?

Safe bet, I've been there and I know that the worst thrice-cursed part is that it won't simply kill you and be done with it. That's part of the unmitigated ugliness of what just happened, and there's no getting around it.

However, I also know that while around's not an option, through and (eventually) past are.

A parable:

When I was a kid, my mother succumbed to the charms of a Kirby salesman when it came time to procure a new vacuum cleaner.

This over-priced sportster worked well for several years 'til my father vacuumed up a washer, coin or something else tougher than a grape, and the thing started shaking and making the most gawdawful racket.

He brought it to my lair and I disassembled it, finding that the turbine had a huge chunk taken out of one blade. I handed him the turbine and said "Get another one."

He returned it to me the following day, explaining that a new one cost $150 and so I'd have to make due with the old one.

This was in seventy-three and I was thirteen; $150 was rather a tidy sum in those days.

So I fabricated a bubble balance and started breaking parts off the two blades opposite the initial damage, eventually using a file to balance the thing, then reinstalled it.

It sounded different and didn't suck quite so well, but it worked and didn't shake, and we used that Kirby for many more years. Still, it was never quite the same as before its injury.​

This is like that. Closure is a Hollywood fantasy, and there's really no recovery or healing from this, but one can adapt, move on and and continue to function. While that may not sound like much, it beats the crap out of the alternative.

Take it from someone who spent years wanting to paste God but good (and furious with my stillborn daughter) and who thus knows: that's no way to be.

You have a long and rotten journey ahead of you, but please do know that we are with you as much as anyone can be, and offer our unalloyed support, sympathy and approval.

Hopefully these meager offerings can and will help.

Love from the Heartland,

Snood

 

[unpredictablebijou]

again.

http://naturaloilcandles.com/store/images/hard%20rock%20candles%20dw%20stone.JPG

 

[Sandy_Fox]

eta: here is a link to the candle lighting site

Bumping the candles. Remember to re-lite yours for SB.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Relit from Ron and Annie

 

[miss_trust]

lit with love - I may not know SB, her SO or their history and hope I'm not out of line but I'm sending positive energy and thoughts their way in the hopes that healing comes to them.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

lit with love - I may not know SB, her SO or their history and hope I'm not out of line but I'm sending positive energy and thoughts their way in the hopes that healing comes to them.

Blessings and prayers are never out of line.

Thank you.

bj

 

[Safe_Bet]

My dear, caring and loving friends,

I can't put into words how much I appreciate your support. It has been a tough time for my family and myself, but it was made ever so much easier by you guys. I'd like to give each and every last one of you a big wet smoochies and a super, mega, gigantimous, uber hugs. Thank you all from the very bottom of my heart.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

sent with love