Such a beautiful, well-written and reflective piece. I love the life cycle of how you come to terms with your grief as a parallel of the innateness of the human life a cycle, a form of a radical acceptance. Lovely! It’s sickening how in western capitalist society any trauma is shifted as an illness you get over to continue being a worthy member of society to exploit your labor again instead of a part of life that changes you and you learn to live with, not live after or around, its pain as well as who you are now.
A profoundly evocative piece. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, experiences and reinvigorated perspective on life in/through death. I look forward to witnessing the continued evolution of a daughter of death, intent on living, cradling the essence of their maternal nurturers within one’s own embodiment.
Such a beautiful, well-written and reflective piece. I love the life cycle of how you come to terms with your grief as a parallel of the innateness of the human life a cycle, a form of a radical acceptance. Lovely! It’s sickening how in western capitalist society any trauma is shifted as an illness you get over to continue being a worthy member of society to exploit your labor again instead of a part of life that changes you and you learn to live with, not live after or around, its pain as well as who you are now.
Your mother would be so proud of you ❤️
A profoundly evocative piece. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, experiences and reinvigorated perspective on life in/through death. I look forward to witnessing the continued evolution of a daughter of death, intent on living, cradling the essence of their maternal nurturers within one’s own embodiment.