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" Would you hold my hand if I saw you in heaven?
Would you help me stand if I saw you in heaven?
I'll find my way through night and day
‘Cause I know I just can't stay here in heaven
Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees
Time can break your heart, have you begging please, begging please
Beyond the door, there's peace, I'm sure
And I know there'll be no more tears in heaven "
- Eric Clapton -
* Sometimes we need to burn our fears and forget our losses and just ride in a fast car and fly... *
" You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something... "
- TRACY CHAPMAN -
My exquisite Boo in blue.
Without my 6 quilled wonders (Lesser Tenrecs) and my photography, I would have often been at a loss with the world we find ourselves in. They have played a fundamental part in how I cope with the stresses and strains of the last few years.
Showing my support towards all people who suffer from ME or who are in pain, physically or mentally. In addition, I hope my little blue Boo makes you smile. x
I've been taking a little bit of a break due to the sudden loss of my grandfather earlier this month. I wanted to create a photo to portray my emotions at this time. His funeral is coming up and I've just spent time thinking about what I'm doing with my real life, things I still want to accomplish, and the goals that I've made for myself. Thank you to everyone who has been understanding during my time away. I'll be returning to secondlife soon - Danielle
Who passed away on March 22, 2022. Recently we have lost many friends to death and I feel that this work explains our emotions somewhat, sadness, love, pain, loss, a big gap and life change.
Thank you for your kind visit. Have a beautiful day and spread love and kindness! ❤️❤️❤️
My Memories #Memories #SundayFunday
The Memories i have of the person you used to be will never leave me, Son when did it go so wrong. I have never felt pain like i have when grieving the loss of someone who is still alive.
The death of any loved parent is an incalculable lasting blow because no-one ever loves you like that again...
I don't know how to feel today, I just... need to keep busy...
#AdamsPhotoChallenge
The death of any loved parent is an incalculable lasting blow because no-one ever loves you like that again... HATE
“Loss alone is but the wounding of a heart; it is memory that makes it our ruin.”
Brian Ruckley
This is a shot of a staged scene for a movie(at least that's what a person at the country cemetery where this was located at told me) that we came across many years ago(the base image was actually taken with a disposable camera). It was off the beaten path on our way to visit relatives in Kansas,the location is just a guess,it could have been NE Kansas.On a subsequent trip,it was gone.It wasn't nearly this haunting or surreal in real life,but that's why they call it sliders sunday!
I came across this scene today. It fascinated me, but I did not know why. I still don't. It is Spring, and the lost glove points back to Winter. I guess, the scene is talking to me, about expectations and about loss. A lost Spring.
Felici, my "little Maumau", died last Wednesday - this is one of the last pictures I took of her. She was suffering from a severe kidney disease for a long time but with the help of a special medicine and a daily infusion with a physiological salt solution (my veterinarian taught me how to do that) she could lead a quite normal cat life together with her brother Fellini. But all of a sudden she stopped eating about 10 days ago and then her condition got worse and worse very quickly. On her last day she even stopped drinking water and almost couldn't walk.
My sister came up from Vienna and we both accompanied her on her last way, cuddling and caressing her until the vet told us, that her heart had stopped beating.
I've never been a "pet-person" but as my sister got her and Fellini almost 11 years ago, I somehow adopted them immediately. - So, losing her means a real loss to me, although I'm sure we did the right thing.
I'll get her ashes soon and I'll find some places in nature where I will spread it to make her part of the wilderness she never had as a home cat - that's the most comforting thought for me.
Now isolated in a field, a once busy barn site is surrounded by the lifelessness of a springtime crop field. But unlike the field, the barn, silo and small crib have lost their original purpose and will not regain it. After retiring from our life's work one of the more damaging consequences is to mourn the loss of our purpose and not work to establish another for the rest of our days.
Our travels together never really got off the ground. Just flights of fancy.. On the Orient Express, through Moroccan markets.. Bathing in faraway volcanic springs.. Anywhere but here.
You were the first and deepest friend I made in these pixelated lands.. And even as we drifted in and out over fourteen years, I missed you the most.
I will take you in my heart to Iceland, darling.. I promise.
For Kou, who was taken from us in summer -
"There are days when you wake up happy;
Again inside the fullness of life,
Until the moment breaks
And you are thrown back
Onto the black tide of loss.
Days when you have your heart back,
You are able to function well
Until in the middle of work or encounter,
Suddenly with no warning,
You are ambushed by grief." -For Grief by John O’Donohue
Cette cathédrale se dresse au 10 Lossi plats, en face du Parlement, dans la Ville haute de Tallinn, la capitale d’Estonie.
Elle est la plus importante et la plus belle cathédrale à coupoles de Tallinn. C’est un chef-d’œuvre architectural dont l’intérieur est richement décoré de mosaïques et d’icônes. Elle a été bâtie par Mikhail Preobrazhenski (de Saint-Pétersbourg), sur la colline Toompea. Construite entre 1895 et 1900, lorsque l’Estonie était une partie de l’empire russe tsariste, la cathédrale avait pour objectif originel d’être un symbole de la domination impériale – à la fois politique et religieuse—sur le territoire Balte de plus en plus insoumis et déloyal. L’église fut dédiée au prince de Novgorod, Alexander Yaroslavich Nevsky, qui a dirigé la célèbre bataille du lac Peïpous (Peipi) le 5 avril 1242, et ainsi stoppé l’avancée vers l’est des croisés Teutons. Depuis le parvis de la cathédrale, on a une belle vue sur Tallinn.
Les origines de Tallinn remontent au 13e siècle, lorsqu'un château fut édifié par les croisés de l'ordre Teutonique. La cité s'est développée pour devenir un poste clé de la Ligue hanséatique et sa prospérité s'est traduite par l'opulence des édifices publics (en particulier ses églises) et l'architecture domestique des maisons de marchands, remarquablement bien préservées malgré les ravages des incendies et des guerres au cours des siècles.
En fait, la vieille ville de la capitale d’Estonie est une citadelle blottie au fond d'un golfe, protégée par des remparts et des tours conservés datant du 13e siècle. La combinaison de la Ville haute perchée sur la colline de calcaire de Toompea et de la Ville basse au pied de celle-ci, avec les nombreux clochers de ses églises, dessine une silhouette singulière qui se voit de loin, depuis la mer comme depuis l’intérieur des terres. Elle abrite ainsi de nombreux vestiges de l'époque médiévale et hanséatique et des bâtiments à la façade pastel de style baroque, Renaissance et classique. Le centre historique (vieille ville) de Tallinn est classé au Patrimoine de L'UNESCO depuis 1997 (WHL- 822bis).
L’Estonie est généralement regroupé avec la Lettonie et la Lituanie dans un ensemble géopolitique appelé pays baltes dont il est le plus petit. L'Estonie est une démocratie parlementaire depuis le rétablissement de l'indépendance en 1991. Elle fait partie de l’Union européenne depuis le 1er mai 2004 et a intégré la zone euro le 1er janvier 2011. Elle est membre de l’OTAN depuis le 29 mars 2004. Le pays a connu diverses dominations au cours de son histoire dont celle des Allemands (époque Hanséatique), des Suédois au 17e siècle, des Russes au 18e siècle, de l'Allemagne nazie puis l'intégration à l'URSS après la 2e guerre mondiale.
Excited about a series of photos a friend and I are working on...this is a small preview/spoiler. Going to be a hell of a ride!
Meant to capture that moment we've all had when you realize you have to say goodbye.
The theme for this week's Happy Caturday was a loving and thoughtful choice for two of us who lost beloved members of our families this past week. Because I'm still grieving Benni's loss so much I can't even look at pictures of her yet, and don't have any photos of cats who've passed away, I decided to show Rena, taken today.
Rena has joined us in mourning the huge loss of her "playmate", (it was always one-sided with Rena being the one who wanted to play). These last days Rena has practically never left whatever room I'm in and cuddles more than this little independent cat has ever chosen to do. She's comforting me SO much and I hope I am her.
Thank you everyone for the loving, thoughtful messages and for thinking of us and Tanya at the loss of her beautiful Vas'ka at this hard, hard time. We are so appreciative.
Does that sound strange? Well, let me tell you, it was indeed a strange sight to encounter. In this field, there were scores of dead grasshoppers clinging to these slender stalks. I was simply amazed. When I saw this pair, it really struck a chord. For some reason, it made me think of lost love. You know, losing a lover, the loss of a friendship, the loss of self-love. I'm sure that you catch my drift. Anyway, I found this to be very sad and yet comforting at the same time. After all, they died in each other's arms.
The Church of Edward the Confessor
Situated in the Market Place, Romford, RM1 3AB. The earliest known house of worship was built in 1177 and was known as St Andrew’s Chapel. This building was demolished in the 14th century after many years of neglect. A new church was erected towards the end of the 14th century and completed in 1410. This was dedicated to The Virgin Mary and Edward the Confessor. Originally built with a Nave, a Chancel and extended North Aisle. It also featured a brick tower for five bells. Later a gallery was built for a charity for orphaned children. In 1710 it was renamed St Edward’s School and was later moved to another part of Market Place in 1728.
The church building was still in use but again fell into disrepair then work on a new church on the same site was started in 1844 and in 1849 the last service was held in the old church, then it was demolished. Only Blore’s chapel remained and was used as a burial yard until 1953, when this was also demolished.
The new building was consecrated in 1850 by Bishop of Rochester, George Murray. He was resident of Danbury Palace, Danbury, Essex. Architect John Johnson designed the church (he also designed Alexandra Palace). The church was designed in ‘Gothic Style’ and built from Kentish ragstone, it also used materials from John Nash’s in Regent Street. There are many carved heads situated in the church and this is thought to be the explanation of their being there.
It did suffer some war damage, but only minor. The biggest loss was the bells were used in the war effort and in 1944 a set of chime bells and an electric clock were installed.
Since then, major renovation work was completed in1988 and again in 1992. A new organ was installed in 1979 and in 2001 a statue of Edward the confessor was installed in the main porch.
Legend
There is a legend that the name Havering, a district close by to Romford, was named after a connection to Edward the Confessor and St John the apostle in the form of a ring. This was commemorated in a stain glass window of 1407, in the old chapel. I believe that this window does not exist now but a more modern one was installed in 1850 the 600th anniversary of the church.
This is the first of three postings.
Old cemetery Freiburg, Germany. Black and white version. Can`t really decide if I like black and white or colour better...
February 2007, Hoytville, Ohio
"for god & country"
Hoytville had a population of 296 in the year 2000.
Job 1
Prologue
1 In the land of Uz there lived a man whose name was Job. This man was blameless and upright; he feared God and shunned evil. 2 He had seven sons and three daughters, 3 and he owned seven thousand sheep, three thousand camels, five hundred yoke of oxen and five hundred donkeys, and had a large number of servants. He was the greatest man among all the people of the East.
4 His sons used to take turns holding feasts in their homes, and they would invite their three sisters to eat and drink with them. 5 When a period of feasting had run its course, Job would send and have them purified. Early in the morning he would sacrifice a burnt offering for each of them, thinking, "Perhaps my children have sinned and cursed God in their hearts." This was Job's regular custom.
Job's First Test
6 One day the angels came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan also came with them. 7 The LORD said to Satan, "Where have you come from?"
Satan answered the LORD, "From roaming through the earth and going back and forth in it."
8 Then the LORD said to Satan, "Have you considered my servant Job? There is no one on earth like him; he is blameless and upright, a man who fears God and shuns evil."
9 "Does Job fear God for nothing?" Satan replied. 10 "Have you not put a hedge around him and his household and everything he has? You have blessed the work of his hands, so that his flocks and herds are spread throughout the land. 11 But stretch out your hand and strike everything he has, and he will surely curse you to your face."
12 The LORD said to Satan, "Very well, then, everything he has is in your hands, but on the man himself do not lay a finger."
Then Satan went out from the presence of the LORD.
13 One day when Job's sons and daughters were feasting and drinking wine at the oldest brother's house, 14 a messenger came to Job and said, "The oxen were plowing and the donkeys were grazing nearby, 15 and the Sabeans attacked and carried them off. They put the servants to the sword, and I am the only one who has escaped to tell you!"
16 While he was still speaking, another messenger came and said, "The fire of God fell from the sky and burned up the sheep and the servants, and I am the only one who has escaped to tell you!"
17 While he was still speaking, another messenger came and said, "The Chaldeans formed three raiding parties and swept down on your camels and carried them off. They put the servants to the sword, and I am the only one who has escaped to tell you!"
18 While he was still speaking, yet another messenger came and said, "Your sons and daughters were feasting and drinking wine at the oldest brother's house, 19 when suddenly a mighty wind swept in from the desert and struck the four corners of the house. It collapsed on them and they are dead, and I am the only one who has escaped to tell you!"
20 At this, Job got up and tore his robe and shaved his head. Then he fell to the ground in worship 21 and said:
"Naked I came from my mother's womb,
and naked I will depart.
The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away;
may the name of the LORD be praised."
22 In all this, Job did not sin by charging God with wrongdoing.
(Toronto, ON; summer 2010.)
The loss of a loved one by a dear friend colored my view of an oncoming storm. This was once the site of many Wetland photos, but now I'm on a busy bridge instead of quiet country road...