I’ve been sitting vigil with my dying kitty for about 24 hours now. I have not slept. She has consistently needed tending to as she can no longer stand but clearly indicates a need to move and shift her body that she might be comfortable. This is precious, delicious time.
I’ve been watching the film “Griefwalker” which features Stephen Jenkinson. I posted a video and short film a few days back with him in it. You can view the whole thing here: Grief is the human angel in the world. I link to “Griefwalker,” the other film in that post because it’s available on Netflix for instant viewing.
I just watched it and how lovely and healing to watch it now with my dying kitty in my lap.
I am paraphrasing something Stephen says at the end of the film in this post right here below because it’s a nugget of truth that if we all understood we’d live in a different world. One I’d like to inhabit:
Grief is not a feeling, grief is a skill. The twin of grief is the skill of praising/loving life. If you find one skillfully done the other is there. Grief and the ability to love life are clinking their glasses and saying “live well!”
I praise this wondrous life we’ve been given and I grieve the impending loss of my dear dear friend, Jezebel.