Comments on: Life is a ballet http://www.soulscode.com/still-dancing-with-my-deceased-daughter/ Everyone's a Guru Sat, 13 Mar 2010 20:42:52 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.7.1 hourly 1 By: Tim http://www.soulscode.com/still-dancing-with-my-deceased-daughter/comment-page-1/#comment-37920 Tim Mon, 25 Aug 2008 19:20:25 +0000 http://www.soulscode.com/still-dancing-with-my-deceased-daughter#comment-37920 Dear Vicki, I really admire the way you manage to "tell it the way it is" in a heartfelt way - whilst realising that, at all times, that the ballet is taking place on / in the stage of Awareness itself.. It's great that your style of writing can touch others without leaving them "stuck" in the pain. Much Love, Tim Dear Vicki,

I really admire the way you manage to “tell it the way it is” in a heartfelt way - whilst realising that, at all times, that the ballet is taking place on / in the stage of Awareness itself..

It’s great that your style of writing can touch others without leaving them “stuck” in the pain.

Much Love,
Tim

]]> By: Jodi http://www.soulscode.com/still-dancing-with-my-deceased-daughter/comment-page-1/#comment-37919 Jodi Mon, 25 Aug 2008 19:19:17 +0000 http://www.soulscode.com/still-dancing-with-my-deceased-daughter#comment-37919 Hi Vicki, That was a beautiful piece. What you wrote certainly rang true and is timely for me. I'm in a period of transition, needing to find a direction, with multiple people involved in and affected by my decision-making. I'm learning--as you wrote--to trust, to let things unfold, learning that "love knows." Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Jodi Hi Vicki,

That was a beautiful piece.

What you wrote certainly rang true and is timely for me. I’m in a period of transition, needing to find a direction, with multiple people involved in and affected by my decision-making. I’m learning–as you wrote–to trust, to let things unfold, learning that “love knows.”

Thank you for sharing your thoughts.

Jodi

]]> By: Vicki Woodyard http://www.soulscode.com/still-dancing-with-my-deceased-daughter/comment-page-1/#comment-37907 Vicki Woodyard Sun, 24 Aug 2008 23:10:52 +0000 http://www.soulscode.com/still-dancing-with-my-deceased-daughter#comment-37907 I talk about love knowing what steps to take in the dance of life. Ego never knows; it delivers one clunker, one turkey, after another. But should it get out of the way, and only love can accomplish this, the ballet of life is sheer ecstacy. Oh, there are tears and fears and physical pains, but the love itself soars above all of that. It is the elixir of healing. I talk about love knowing what steps to take in the dance of life. Ego never knows; it delivers one clunker, one turkey, after another. But should it get out of the way, and only love can accomplish this, the ballet of life is sheer ecstacy. Oh, there are tears and fears and physical pains, but the love itself soars above all of that. It is the elixir of healing.

]]> By: Aly http://www.soulscode.com/still-dancing-with-my-deceased-daughter/comment-page-1/#comment-37905 Aly Sun, 24 Aug 2008 22:55:15 +0000 http://www.soulscode.com/still-dancing-with-my-deceased-daughter#comment-37905 Vicki, I have been considering recently, as a matter of fact, what an awkward stomping about my particular steps in life can be at times. "Learn grace. Tread more lightly," I wrote to myself in my journal. "Learn a quiet heart." It is, it seems, my own way of praying. Thank you for writing and sharing about the ballet your little daughter's life was and that yours still is...and the dance that you somehow still dance together. Thank you for the reminder of your trust in beauty; and for the reminder that we all wake with those muscle cramps from time to time, trying to keep up with the dance. That's our humanity, isn't it? Thank you for lending your bit of grace. Love, Aly Vicki,

I have been considering recently, as a matter of fact, what an awkward stomping about my particular steps in life can be at times. “Learn grace. Tread more lightly,” I wrote to myself in my journal. “Learn a quiet heart.” It is, it seems, my own way of praying. Thank you for writing and sharing about the ballet your little daughter’s life was and that yours still is…and the dance that you somehow still dance together. Thank you for the reminder of your trust in beauty; and for the reminder that we all wake with those muscle cramps from time to time, trying to keep up with the dance. That’s our humanity, isn’t it? Thank you for lending your bit of grace.

Love,

Aly

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