Through this blog, written during my year of saying kaddish for my mother, Hilda Yael Kessler, may her memory be for a blessing, I attempted to reflect on and find meaning about the internal as well as ritualistic processes of mourning. I hope others may identify with and find some measure of comfort in its words.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Black Hole of Death
Some random thoughts: Dealing with the death of my mother goes beyond feelings of loss and grief. Death creates waves that ripple through the lives of all those who loved her. Death and its attendant feelings are like a black hole. Our grief pulls us toward the hole. We are in danger of being overwhelmed by despair and despondency, sucked into death's powerful gravitation field. Kaddish and prayer are two of our tools in our struggle to break free of this force, toward renewed life, toward our own future.
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