Mothers and Daughters….

23rd February 2004 My mother, Harriet McCollum, died in late November after a long struggle with Alzheimer’s Disease. Although the worry and torment that has resided in my heart for many years has suddenly dissipated, the space these feelings took up is strangely empty. I know some will know what I mean when I say that the wind has been knocked out of me – and my sails. I am sure that for me, the practice is to sit with the feelings and let them roll on through. I am grateful for having turned 57 years old February 7 because at this point in my life, I can sit still.… Read More

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