by Sherrie Cassel How do I console the inconsolable?the broken-hearted?Those who ache deepin their souls?How do I make their painSTOP!How do I do that?I’m in constant soul-painFrom the most significantLoss a parent can endure.the loss of a child —I know pain at a level so deep.It’s as infinite as a black hole.How? You ask. HowContinue reading “Grief — in prose”
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Pablum
By Sherrie Cassel “Will you still need me? Will you still feed me when I’m sixty-four?” said the Beatles a half-century ago. I’m not sixty-four – yet. I had my 62nd birthday in June. The clock seems to be ticking a lot faster than it used to, or maybe it is the fact that IContinue reading “Pablum”
Burnout and Grief
By Sherrie Cassel Incorporating self-care into our lives may not be a benefit to everyone in our circle. For example, I recently diagnosed myself with burnout. I’m in the helping profession and sometimes life gets really heavy. I know about burnout. On one of my academic journeys, I was very much into Christine Maslach andContinue reading “Burnout and Grief”
Normalizing Grief
By Sherrie Cassel Normalizing Grief By Sherrie Cassel I do well to manage through the day, each and every day. Eight years have passed and though my mood be light, my heart is constantly weighed down with grief. I miss you. Smiling is something I learned as a child, smiling through the drama, smiling throughContinue reading “Normalizing Grief”
Over the flame
By Sherrie Cassel Memories fascinate me, and how we evoke them based on where and how we are at any given moment. A song, a breeze, a scent, etc., can bring a memory wafting in like a feather, or crashing in like a wrecking ball – with intense force. This morning was the latter, butContinue reading “Over the flame”
The Jig is Up
By Sherrie Cassel I caught myself dancing this morning, and for just a second. . . it was an ordinary moment, a moment like when you were still here. I wanted to call you to tell you the day started off without a hitch, a precursor to a good day. I wanted toContinue reading “The Jig is Up”
Archetype: The Spaz
by Sherrie Cassel Archetype: The Spaz By Sherrie Ann Cassel I’m typically very open about myself, my heart, my soul, the good, the bad, and the ugly. I’ve shared while my wounds were gaping, and I’ve shared each stage of my healing process. I continue to grow as a human being, and I owe theContinue reading “Archetype: The Spaz”
Oh, ye of little faith
By Sherrie Cassel To Rikki The sky opened up in a grand symphony that played your name over and over again. I listened for your voice in the choir, but I couldn’t hear you through the joy for your return. The shaman said we spend our lives trying to get back to the garden ofContinue reading “Oh, ye of little faith”
Inside Out
By Sherrie Cassel I wonder sometimes if the fetal position is just a human created nautilus, curling inward to where infinity meets our deepest longing. I think it is in this space where I found the God of my understanding. I lean on that G_d when I’m in a dark night of the soul, orContinue reading “Inside Out”
May I have this dance?
By Sherrie Cassel I’m going to share something some, and sometimes I, consider to be woo woo, i.e., metaphysical and therefore, not grounded in “reality.” I love science, and there was a time I revered science and I thought of it as my Holy Grail filled with the answers to every question I would everContinue reading “May I have this dance?”
Grief to Gratitude 