And now in Blacksburg they have a space at Westview cemetery set aside for natural burials...no coffin, no chemicals. We can go back to the dust from whence we came.
So glad you found a new place, and whew, what an essay this is. There are so many different kinds of weakness or perceived weakness, too, and so many different ways of sensing them. I volunteer in our schools a lot, and always think about this with the kids who remind me of myself at that age, subtle clues that most people might only pick up on subconsciously, but they do pick up on them. I want to wrap all those kids up somewhere safe.
Now I want a coffin bell? Maybe I've watched too much Grey's Anatomy. 😂
And now in Blacksburg they have a space at Westview cemetery set aside for natural burials...no coffin, no chemicals. We can go back to the dust from whence we came.
This was beautiful. Sometimes we all need to dig a need to rest a while.
“She returned herself to the earth and rested and waited.” I hope this goes on my tombstone (after I’m REALLY deceased). Beautiful post ✨
Hannah, you bring tears to my eyes! what a beautiful interweaving of so many diverse topics and scenes, brought together dramatically! WONDERFUL!
A beautiful piece, thank you!
Rereading I see more of your design. Thanks!
So glad you found a new place, and whew, what an essay this is. There are so many different kinds of weakness or perceived weakness, too, and so many different ways of sensing them. I volunteer in our schools a lot, and always think about this with the kids who remind me of myself at that age, subtle clues that most people might only pick up on subconsciously, but they do pick up on them. I want to wrap all those kids up somewhere safe.
Now I want a coffin bell? Maybe I've watched too much Grey's Anatomy. 😂