Much love to you, Beverly.
No, no, no, sir. No more chick pit for you. Come on.
Riley ,'Lessons'
Natter 77: I miss my friends. I miss my enemies. I miss the people I talked to every day.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
beekaytee - Aug 20, 2023 3:57:24 pm PDT #24193 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant
Maria - Aug 20, 2023 4:19:45 pm PDT #24194 of 30000
Not so nice is that I'm about to ruin a Friday morning for a bunch of people because of a series of unfortunate events and an upset foreign government. - shrift
I’m here, mostly lurking right now. I wish I could have made the call but time zones weren’t kind to me today. It’s been a hard year for so many of us and I selfishly wish that JZ was doing the comforting instead of the one being comforted. She is the best of us even at the worst of times.
David, thank you for sharing this precious time with us. It’s a gift. Sending all of you love and light.
This will always be my home. So many of you have opened your homes and lives to me that the only word for you is “family.”
beekaytee - Aug 20, 2023 4:25:35 pm PDT #24195 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant
Today was a wonderful gathering of all of our love, and I'm of course also reminded of a similar gathering we had with amyth. I don't think our culture has a convenient word for these gatherings (yet?) but this has become one of my most precious rituals. All the outpouring of love and memory and grief-mixed-with-sweetness and so, so much support in all directions that's always the best part of a really solid funeral (no offense to the priests and rabbis and prescribed words and whatnot) -- but while the person is there to witness and receive it.
amych, I have long bemoaned the lack of conscious connection and grieving in this culture. Gatherings like ours really are precious rituals, ones that make us healthier, more aware humans.
I have other significant 'tribes', but none so wise and wonderful as Buffistas.
WindSparrow - Aug 20, 2023 5:20:35 pm PDT #24196 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Here is the poem I wrote today.
For House Zmayhem.
We need
Flowers, fruit and seed.
We need
The turning of seasons.
All this is guaranteed
To Earth but not to us.
We crave the weight
Of Sacred fellowship,
The anchor of mind holding mind,
Of soul holding hard to soul.
So then we see
Beloveds' bonds as gravity.
Joy and love carry
Us along as cosmic dust rings
Around their planet's turning.
Meteor bursts the atmosphere
Pulling apart star stuff.
Each moment now is holy pollen
Seeding new cores, new galaxies.
Love's constant elements
Reform to hold new heavy Earths,
New seasons, flowers, fruit,
New weight effulgent.
Amy - Aug 20, 2023 5:33:08 pm PDT #24197 of 30000
Because books.
I don't think our culture has a convenient word for these gatherings (yet?) but this has become one of my most precious rituals. All the outpouring of love and memory and grief-mixed-with-sweetness and so, so much support in all directions that's always the best part of a really solid funeral (no offense to the priests and rabbis and prescribed words and whatnot) -- but while the person is there to witness and receive it.
I'd say "more of this" but of course I don't want more of y'all dying -- I just want more of this absolutely blessed knowledge that -- for once -- we've had a moment to express all that love, fully cognizant of the context that we're in, and drawn by the need to be there for and with each other.
That's a really lovely way to put it. Very grateful to be a part of this community, and immensely grateful David was willing to share this time with us. Also mostly a lurker these days, but sending love to everyone. (It's not really a post until I edit it...)
meara - Aug 20, 2023 6:07:27 pm PDT #24198 of 30000
Hello to all the lurkers (Betsy! Haven’t seen you forever, hope you are doing well!) and sorry I had to drop off. I’m glad she was able to hear and feel some of the love.
Susan W. - Aug 20, 2023 6:54:20 pm PDT #24199 of 30000
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Just to share a small personal celebration: I just crossed the 10,000 word mark on a work of original fiction for the first time since November 2016.
Laura - Aug 20, 2023 6:59:52 pm PDT #24200 of 30000
Our wings are not tired.
Well done, Susan!
Love seeing the lurkers! You are my family and you have been missed.
Nora Deirdre - Aug 20, 2023 7:01:36 pm PDT #24201 of 30000
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I'm so sorry I missed the zoom call, but I'm happy to know the love of the buffistas is still strong and beautiful.
My heroes.
Cass - Aug 20, 2023 7:40:23 pm PDT #24202 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Today was a wonderful gathering of all of our love, and I'm of course also reminded of a similar gathering we had with amyth. I don't think our culture has a convenient word for these gatherings (yet?) but this has become one of my most precious rituals. All the outpouring of love and memory and grief-mixed-with-sweetness and so, so much support in all directions that's always the best part of a really solid funeral (no offense to the priests and rabbis and prescribed words and whatnot) -- but while the person is there to witness and receive it.
This is so much more meaningful, to me.