Channeling Erik

January6th

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Today I have a treat for you. Blog member and poet extraordinaire, Danielle N., has worked hard to craft five pieces of literary art that helps us deal with grief and loss. For me, each one evoked unexpected and powerful emotions. Read them slowly, soak in the words and note the feelings that bubble to the surface. I will share the other pieces one by one over the next few weeks.

Cut the Cord

Cut the cord

who told you

you could

cut the cord

the silver cord

Cord of light and gold

cord of wrong and right

cord of illusion and sight

cord of black and white

cord of blood and  love

cord of bitter

cord of sweet

cord that pulsed

next to your mama’s heart

Cord your papa

fertilized. Cord your

sisters waved magic

wand fingers over?

Who told you

you could craft

a never ending song

of heart break and pain.

Cord, the whole of creation

labored to bear into being.

Who told you you could?

Ahh. In a blue print

written in the stars

it’s ok ma, I’m only dieing

Bob Dylan sang.

The Silver Cord

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  • Skoshi

    Thank you so much for sharing your talent and beautiful insights with us, Danielle. – XOXO

  • Elizabeth M

    Thanks Danielle and Elisa,

    Very powerful.

  • Danielle Notaro

    Elisa, I’d like people to know I wrote this piece separate from the next 4 to come a while back. I’d like people to know that the next 4 pieces were all consciously written together within the same time frame. They work together. As a kind of unified piece or journey.And I realized after that Cut The Cord was part of this. There might be another piece I’ll add on later. I don’t know if people will keep this in mind when they read each piece individually. What I realized is that today’s piece kind of dives right into one stage of grief, a kind of intro. I’d like people to know that I’m calling all 5 pieces (for now): Keen: A Rock/Soul/Ballad Opera In 5 Pieces.

    Thanks for displaying the image and maybe you could bold the title? Oh, you don’t have to show people this post if you don’t want to. Love, D-

  • Skoshi

    That pic would make a great cover for Elisa’s book!

  • Nina

    i loved it. beautiful.
    *nina

  • Alexis

    Raw, intense, vivid and beautiful!!! XOX

  • http://www.LatikaTripathi.com Purvi Beri

    There are 5 stages of grief that we all go through after a loss os someone or something dear…it is Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, Acceptance as figured out by Elizabeth Kubler Ross. I do not know if your 5 poems all fit into this (was being guided to post this so I have)…

    This is beautiful what you have written…

    In hypnotherapy we can “cut the cord” with those who have negative energies or create stress around us…and shield our auras. Of course no one wants to or does cut the good cords (we have invisible cords forming the moment we interact with one another, yes even long distance and people one has never met – it all happens with a thought 0 so it is advisable to send and receive only positive energies at all times – initially is has to be a conscious effort), and the etheric cord is forever there…our direct connection to the source.

  • iola

    Danielle,
    how beautiful..how soul deep this is. I am moved and struck by its truthfulness. I have felt this exactly..only my pain finds no words as eloquent as yours. I am printing it out to put next to my bedside, by Andys last card to me. Thank you. hugs

  • mom2bzs

    Beautiful Danielle.

    Sherry

  • Danielle Notaro

    Thank you for reading this and responding Skoshi, Elizabeth M, Nina, Alexis, Mom2bzs.

    Purvi Beri, you will see if the pieces to come follow Elizabeth Kubler Ross’s stages of grief. I did not consciously set out to do that. Though she has been influential in my younger life. The pieces came in response to my connection to Elisa, and things she has expressed and things other people here and elsewhere are also going through in their lives.

    Iola. I am warmed to know that this is by your bed side next to Andy’s card. And that in some way it is a help to you.