Prajna, as always your Salty Crone writings inspire me so much. You and your daughters have been through hell. I think of you and when I do I send light and love to you. You are a blessing to all who read your writings. You are a gifted write. Bless you and your family and those who come to help you manage all that you do. You are truly one amazing woman. Thank you again. ❤️🙏
I like the idea of a "cosmic hospital"! This is fascinating, Prajna. Not something I know much about, but it sounds very moving.
I thought about my dad while I was reading, and how his anger and frustration gave way to more mellowness as he aged. I was able to see him in a different light. When we knew he was dying we managed to get him home, as we knew he hated hospitals. I lay on a mattress on the floor the night before he died and he asked me in a whisper if I was real. It was such an unusual situation, I think he thought he had already died and I must be an angel.
Hello Wendy, Thank you for reading and sharing your story. Yes, age does soften us—hopefully but not always gracefully.
I love this bit " I lay on a mattress on the floor the night before he died and he asked me in a whisper if I was real. It was such an unusual situation, I think he thought he had already died and I must be an angel."
I love this, Prajna. Very powerful--and something we can all feel into.
I recently participated in a family constellations retreat - it is similar, in that anyone seeking answers to a persistent pain or loss was invited to choose people from our group to represent a family member--often going back generations--to work through whatever story was unresolved. There was an energetic exchange in a deeply embodied experience. The constellations practice was developed by Bert Hellinger, then-Catholic missionary who had spent time in South Africa with the Zulu people, observing their practices of honoring the ancestors without our Western notion that death marks an ending in our relationships with loved ones.
He adapted many Indigenous people's rituals into an ancestral healing and clearing practice and, going back home to Germany after WWII, used it to address people's trauma and wounding after the war. Very powerful healing and transformation.
As you note, during our retreat, we all benefited from participating in or observing how other members of the group resolved their struggles, and recognized that our loved ones are always around us, supporting us, even if not embodied. At bottom for all of us, the ultimate message: Love is all that is.
I will be sharing a longer post about my own experience with this energetic practice, feeling into my grandmother's love for the first time in "Releasing Memory."
Prajna - This was a beautiful post, and deeply resonate with the intentionality you put into a creating a space for the human spirit to blossom.
The idea that a 12-year old boy could lose his father in a freak bike accident is deeply moving. I lost my father when I was 8 years old due to lung cancer. He was 37 years old, younger than I am now.
I would say this to him...
"Thank you for bringing me into this world. I didn't get to know you in this life. I only have a few images and even fewer videos in my head of you. I don't remember what you sound like or smell like or feel... except for your laugh. I remember you laughing and smiling more than anything else. I wish I could've known you more. But you gave me something more than memories ever could. You gave me life. Thank you."
Thanks Prajna for providing a beautiful space to share.
My mom never remarried, and I was an only child. So, I had a lot of time to myself, and I think this is how I became independent, introspective, and curious. I felt like I was living in a different inner and outer world than my peers.
Hey Michael, I can relate to this and understand. My Dad was around for a while for absent to alcohol and rage. I was the peacemaker—helper—healer, still the same.
Thank you for reading and thank you for a very beautiful comment. I know about family constellations people have told me about it before when they see the work that I do
I’m often asked is this family constellations?
So began to read up on it.
I’ve never been to one, but I’ve always been curious about it and I know many people who have done that kind of work sounds fascinating.
I look forward to reading your peace. Keep me posted.
Where do you live?
Do you have training it yourself?
Isn’t it lovely one all of us get to benefit from someone else’s work?
Thank you so much. I look forward to learning more.
Thank-you
What did you get from the reading?
Prajna, as always your Salty Crone writings inspire me so much. You and your daughters have been through hell. I think of you and when I do I send light and love to you. You are a blessing to all who read your writings. You are a gifted write. Bless you and your family and those who come to help you manage all that you do. You are truly one amazing woman. Thank you again. ❤️🙏
Thank you Kat Nip, I appreciate you, Yes, heaven and hell and everything in between here in this very human life. Thank you.
Love this 🥰🥰🥰
Thank you, that means a ton to me.
I like the idea of a "cosmic hospital"! This is fascinating, Prajna. Not something I know much about, but it sounds very moving.
I thought about my dad while I was reading, and how his anger and frustration gave way to more mellowness as he aged. I was able to see him in a different light. When we knew he was dying we managed to get him home, as we knew he hated hospitals. I lay on a mattress on the floor the night before he died and he asked me in a whisper if I was real. It was such an unusual situation, I think he thought he had already died and I must be an angel.
Hello Wendy, Thank you for reading and sharing your story. Yes, age does soften us—hopefully but not always gracefully.
I love this bit " I lay on a mattress on the floor the night before he died and he asked me in a whisper if I was real. It was such an unusual situation, I think he thought he had already died and I must be an angel."
Super cool!
What courage and heart.
I love this, Prajna. Very powerful--and something we can all feel into.
I recently participated in a family constellations retreat - it is similar, in that anyone seeking answers to a persistent pain or loss was invited to choose people from our group to represent a family member--often going back generations--to work through whatever story was unresolved. There was an energetic exchange in a deeply embodied experience. The constellations practice was developed by Bert Hellinger, then-Catholic missionary who had spent time in South Africa with the Zulu people, observing their practices of honoring the ancestors without our Western notion that death marks an ending in our relationships with loved ones.
He adapted many Indigenous people's rituals into an ancestral healing and clearing practice and, going back home to Germany after WWII, used it to address people's trauma and wounding after the war. Very powerful healing and transformation.
As you note, during our retreat, we all benefited from participating in or observing how other members of the group resolved their struggles, and recognized that our loved ones are always around us, supporting us, even if not embodied. At bottom for all of us, the ultimate message: Love is all that is.
I will be sharing a longer post about my own experience with this energetic practice, feeling into my grandmother's love for the first time in "Releasing Memory."
Thank you for sharing!
Prajna - This was a beautiful post, and deeply resonate with the intentionality you put into a creating a space for the human spirit to blossom.
The idea that a 12-year old boy could lose his father in a freak bike accident is deeply moving. I lost my father when I was 8 years old due to lung cancer. He was 37 years old, younger than I am now.
I would say this to him...
"Thank you for bringing me into this world. I didn't get to know you in this life. I only have a few images and even fewer videos in my head of you. I don't remember what you sound like or smell like or feel... except for your laugh. I remember you laughing and smiling more than anything else. I wish I could've known you more. But you gave me something more than memories ever could. You gave me life. Thank you."
Hello Michael,
Wow, tears in my eyes for your letter to you Dad.
I am sorry for your loss and that you have few memories. 8 is so young.
Did your Mom ever remarry?
I am curious. No wonder you are so special, you have a pain that you ave made into a gift.
Thank you!
with care and smiles.
Thanks Prajna for providing a beautiful space to share.
My mom never remarried, and I was an only child. So, I had a lot of time to myself, and I think this is how I became independent, introspective, and curious. I felt like I was living in a different inner and outer world than my peers.
Hey Michael, I can relate to this and understand. My Dad was around for a while for absent to alcohol and rage. I was the peacemaker—helper—healer, still the same.
Hugs to you brother.
Sounds like a fantastic healing mobility!! Beautiful.
Thank you Lori k.
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Nancy, thank you for reading and seeing.
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Hello Robin,
Thank you for reading and thank you for a very beautiful comment. I know about family constellations people have told me about it before when they see the work that I do
I’m often asked is this family constellations?
So began to read up on it.
I’ve never been to one, but I’ve always been curious about it and I know many people who have done that kind of work sounds fascinating.
I look forward to reading your peace. Keep me posted.
Where do you live?
Do you have training it yourself?
Isn’t it lovely one all of us get to benefit from someone else’s work?
Thank you so much. I look forward to learning more.
P