You’ve been on my mind, not knowing what to say about Bailey leaving her corporeal form way too soon, but I’ve been searching for a moment & here it is. I’m so sorry for your loss. I knew from the moment I met you, Daniel and Fiona that “If music be the food of love, play on” was the truest thing. I was in awe of the beauty all around you. The beauty that is you and your family from the very beginning. Little Fi running around your apartment, “ Shy, Betsy” “Betsy, Pink!” Such a little monkey flower! I never met Bailey, but I felt like I knew her because I shared those special moments with the rest of her family at the very beginning. I love how you always dig deeper into the fabric of time, Isa. Without illusion. Consistent, dependable, honest and loving. Those smiling flowers. That fish that swam in a mountain lake!! Fi & her friend. The wonder of the air up there. The air out here on the east coast. The profound lure of the city & the theater. What delight Bailey must have felt so much of her lifetime. The excitement of being part & parcel to transformation. Being a person excited by change. Knowing that it was possible!! How rare. How fine. Divine and wonderful. A magic kind of life and love. Holding you in my heart, holding all of you in the light. Bxx
Happy Anniversary & here's to many more. 'There's no perfection, only life' as Kundera says in The Unbearable Lightness of Being. Best Wishes to you all.
I am not the wordsmith so I always find myself at a loss to describe how awed I am by Isa’s beautiful writing. Today is no exception so I’ll just say mazel tov for the hike (!), and your anniversary (!) and BBRRR on the lake dive!
The sharp edge of beauty can, I think, eventually - over many years - trim the ragged borders of our grief. The grief will never disappear, of course; we wouldn’t want it to. But miraculously it can shrink to a size that sometimes almost feels manageable. Love to you all.
yes: Remember to keep seeking beauty
You’ve been on my mind, not knowing what to say about Bailey leaving her corporeal form way too soon, but I’ve been searching for a moment & here it is. I’m so sorry for your loss. I knew from the moment I met you, Daniel and Fiona that “If music be the food of love, play on” was the truest thing. I was in awe of the beauty all around you. The beauty that is you and your family from the very beginning. Little Fi running around your apartment, “ Shy, Betsy” “Betsy, Pink!” Such a little monkey flower! I never met Bailey, but I felt like I knew her because I shared those special moments with the rest of her family at the very beginning. I love how you always dig deeper into the fabric of time, Isa. Without illusion. Consistent, dependable, honest and loving. Those smiling flowers. That fish that swam in a mountain lake!! Fi & her friend. The wonder of the air up there. The air out here on the east coast. The profound lure of the city & the theater. What delight Bailey must have felt so much of her lifetime. The excitement of being part & parcel to transformation. Being a person excited by change. Knowing that it was possible!! How rare. How fine. Divine and wonderful. A magic kind of life and love. Holding you in my heart, holding all of you in the light. Bxx
So so lovely Betsy, so accurate. Thank you. xo
Such a beautiful piece. Continuing to seek beauty seems like sage advice indeed.
Happy Anniversary & here's to many more. 'There's no perfection, only life' as Kundera says in The Unbearable Lightness of Being. Best Wishes to you all.
Swimming through the crashing thoughts/sorrow/fears. I know that feeling. Thank you for another honest post about your life and heart.
Oh and nice fish, Daniel!!
I am not the wordsmith so I always find myself at a loss to describe how awed I am by Isa’s beautiful writing. Today is no exception so I’ll just say mazel tov for the hike (!), and your anniversary (!) and BBRRR on the lake dive!
So beautiful, Isa. Thank you for all you give us and the world. Sending you so much love.
The sharp edge of beauty can, I think, eventually - over many years - trim the ragged borders of our grief. The grief will never disappear, of course; we wouldn’t want it to. But miraculously it can shrink to a size that sometimes almost feels manageable. Love to you all.
I know you have been retired for some years but you need to get back to writing. Beautiful!
Amazed by your strength and observations. Sending love.
sending love with hugs.
Beautiful reflections Isa. I’m sending all my love.