Amid the storm I think about my wife, as I do every day, but particularly on this day, the day she left the earth.
Tag: Beowulf
My own ‘space dancer!’
My Buddhist teacher is cloaked in mystery I have never met her — yes, I do know her gender — or heard her voice. We correspond via email, an annoyingly modern … Continue reading My own ‘space dancer!’
Beowulf the Cat
My cat had a traumatic day at the vets on the afternoon of New Year’s Eve, ear drops, rabies shot, a needle the size of a harpoon plunged into her backside, but she did not utter a cry. That is one brave cat.
Battling grief with Beowulf
Beowulf is a cold substitute for a warm woman, the warm woman being my wife, now a non-being in the cold black void of death.
To try and stop from going insane and/or shooting myself, I am currently seeking refuge in literature — the classics, from Beowulf to War and Peace.