I have been reading your blog for nearly 2 months ... I hope that is ok. I am so, so sorry for your loss of beautiful Birdie - she is so beautiful. I cannot imagine the pain and grief you have (and still are) going thru. I just wanted to tell you - and please know that I'm not some kind of crazy freak - but I had a dream last night, that you were working in a really dirty, grotty, material shop. You looked tired, and your hair was falling out from stress. You didn't say a word, but you were folding all of this material. It was masses and masses of wild leopard print material, and your job was to fold it all. It wasn't all yours either - you were helping other people with their material, too. Just silently folding. I was looking at you - behind you was a patch of the material hanging up on the wall - except it was actually a window, into a beautiful landscape, Birdie's song (the same as your blogs) music was playing. It was so awesome - two beautiful lights were shining through it too. Erin, you don't know me - I'm just a chick from Australia who has a blog because I'm ttc .. but when I have deep dreams like this it's usually about people that I know. I know it may appear a bit strange, I hope you're ok with me telling you this. In the dream - I knew that your hair would grow back, and I had a very powerful feeling that you will be made a mother again.
Your writing often takes my breath away, I think you are a beautiful, wise, deep soul who has been dealt an incredibly hard blow to bear in life. My prayer is that you continue to walk through this as you already have done so far.
Such wisdom. After the birth of my daughter, I learned (and keep re-learning) the concept of surrender. It has been most powerful. Honoring you always, dear mama. XOXO
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Dear Erin,
I have been reading your blog for nearly 2 months ... I hope that is ok. I am so, so sorry for your loss of beautiful Birdie - she is so beautiful. I cannot imagine the pain and grief you have (and still are) going thru. I just wanted to tell you - and please know that I'm not some kind of crazy freak - but I had a dream last night, that you were working in a really dirty, grotty, material shop. You looked tired, and your hair was falling out from stress. You didn't say a word, but you were folding all of this material. It was masses and masses of wild leopard print material, and your job was to fold it all. It wasn't all yours either - you were helping other people with their material, too. Just silently folding. I was looking at you - behind you was a patch of the material hanging up on the wall - except it was actually a window, into a beautiful landscape, Birdie's song (the same as your blogs) music was playing. It was so awesome - two beautiful lights were shining through it too.
Erin, you don't know me - I'm just a chick from Australia who has a blog because I'm ttc .. but when I have deep dreams like this it's usually about people that I know. I know it may appear a bit strange, I hope you're ok with me telling you this. In the dream - I knew that your hair would grow back, and I had a very powerful feeling that you will be made a mother again.
Your writing often takes my breath away, I think you are a beautiful, wise, deep soul who has been dealt an incredibly hard blow to bear in life. My prayer is that you continue to walk through this as you already have done so far.
Peace to you.
Topcat (my real name is Eden)
Such wisdom. After the birth of my daughter, I learned (and keep re-learning) the concept of surrender. It has been most powerful.
Honoring you always, dear mama.
XOXO
still working on surrender myself. hard work.
i think of you often, erin. more than you'd expect, i think.
love, love, love,
pamela
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