Comments on: Fires, grief, stories and sense making http://lizargall.com/2009/03/fires-grief-stories-and-sense-making/ Freelance writer Sun, 18 Jul 2010 05:11:30 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2 hourly 1 By: Liz http://lizargall.com/2009/03/fires-grief-stories-and-sense-making/comment-page-1/#comment-473 Liz Thu, 19 Mar 2009 12:48:08 +0000 http://lizargall.com/?p=178#comment-473 Wow, what lovely, thoughtful comments. Thankyou everyone, I am so touched by your warm comments. Wow, what lovely, thoughtful comments. Thankyou everyone, I am so touched by your warm comments.

]]> By: Johanna Maleki http://lizargall.com/2009/03/fires-grief-stories-and-sense-making/comment-page-1/#comment-436 Johanna Maleki Fri, 13 Mar 2009 04:11:19 +0000 http://lizargall.com/?p=178#comment-436 Your Dad has to be so proud of you, to so elegantly express the depth of your soul in such a deep introspective, yet expressive manner that in bodies the experiences that you've witnessed. Your style of writing draws one into the world in which you've lived, live, and can only imagine. It also is memorizing, offering both a historical value as well as a glimpse of the unconditional thoughts that randomly plague your mind. The symbolism that is manifested in your writings reflect your discriminating ability to relate to events that you've witnessed. You are obviously well read and have the ability to touch realms that aren't often expressed. You are correct in stating that "our words, stories and senses are important". I only wish I could be beyond my current situation as our journey has just begun. Your Dad has to be so proud of you, to so elegantly express the depth of your soul in such a deep introspective, yet expressive manner that in bodies the experiences that you’ve witnessed.
Your style of writing draws one into the world in which you’ve lived, live, and can only imagine. It also is memorizing, offering both a historical value as well as a glimpse of the unconditional thoughts that randomly plague your mind.
The symbolism that is manifested in your writings reflect your discriminating ability to relate to events that you’ve witnessed.
You are obviously well read and have the ability to touch realms that aren’t often expressed. You are correct in stating that “our words, stories and senses are important”. I only wish I could be beyond my current situation as our journey has just begun.

]]> By: Susan Pitt http://lizargall.com/2009/03/fires-grief-stories-and-sense-making/comment-page-1/#comment-434 Susan Pitt Thu, 12 Mar 2009 20:34:59 +0000 http://lizargall.com/?p=178#comment-434 Liz - fantastic writing. Weaving the loss of a parent to a tremendous disease, loss of place and loss of path - topped with the tensions between colleagues in the workplace machine. The Victorian bushfires awoke memories of the Canberra bushfires in my work colleagues, friends and family setting them on edge and through another cycle of grief. Thanks Susan Liz – fantastic writing. Weaving the loss of a parent to a tremendous disease, loss of place and loss of path – topped with the tensions between colleagues in the workplace machine. The Victorian bushfires awoke memories of the Canberra bushfires in my work colleagues, friends and family setting them on edge and through another cycle of grief. Thanks Susan

]]> By: Lou http://lizargall.com/2009/03/fires-grief-stories-and-sense-making/comment-page-1/#comment-430 Lou Thu, 12 Mar 2009 00:34:18 +0000 http://lizargall.com/?p=178#comment-430 Liz, you have a real gift...your words create a colourful picture and express 'it' just how it is. It doesn't matter what level our grief may be 'in comparison' to someone elses, it is very relevant to us individually. There is no right or wrong way to grieve, just as there is no time limit when to begin or when to finish. Does one ever finish? My mother passed away at age 57 - nearly 8 years ago. I still grieve for her but am more at peace with my grieving. I grieve because I have lost my dear friend and mother. No-one can replace her. Being faced with a brain tumour myself I especially need her now. She is not here physically but she is with me spiritually and embedded within my heart. Nothing can take her from there. Loss comes in all forms - not just the loss of a loved one. The loss of ability, the loss of a job, a home, a pet. It is all relevant and grieving is a necessary part of life. Yes it is so painful but I know it is possible, somewhere amongst it all, to come out the other side stronger, at peace. Lou Liz, you have a real gift…your words create a colourful picture and express ‘it’ just how it is.

It doesn’t matter what level our grief may be ‘in comparison’ to someone elses, it is very relevant to us individually. There is no right or wrong way to grieve, just as there is no time limit when to begin or when to finish. Does one ever finish? My mother passed away at age 57 – nearly 8 years ago. I still grieve for her but am more at peace with my grieving. I grieve because I have lost my dear friend and mother. No-one can replace her. Being faced with a brain tumour myself I especially need her now. She is not here physically but she is with me spiritually and embedded within my heart. Nothing can take her from there.
Loss comes in all forms – not just the loss of a loved one. The loss of ability, the loss of a job, a home, a pet. It is all relevant and grieving is a necessary part of life. Yes it is so painful but I know it is possible, somewhere amongst it all, to come out the other side stronger, at peace.

Lou

]]> By: Dennis Argall http://lizargall.com/2009/03/fires-grief-stories-and-sense-making/comment-page-1/#comment-426 Dennis Argall Wed, 11 Mar 2009 11:06:54 +0000 http://lizargall.com/?p=178#comment-426 You reveal here the core of your writing ability, a poetic engraving of reality, depth of soul and openness to experience and learning, the vein opened in very early writing as with http://aplaceof.info/stories/stories/prophetsister.htm but now with more mature and raw elegance stripped of need for allegorical distance. You reveal here the core of your writing ability, a poetic engraving of reality, depth of soul and openness to experience and learning, the vein opened in very early writing as with http://aplaceof.info/stories/stories/prophetsister.htm
but now with more mature and raw elegance stripped of need for allegorical distance.

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