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Post Operative Prayer

02/02/2011 09:00:56 AM

Feb2

POST OPERATIVE PRAYER In Sickness and Health by Harold M. Schulweis

Early in the dawn 
before the bustling of the carts 
an old prayer 
recited too quickly 
now resonates anew. 

For opening the eyes of the blind
For releasing the bound 
For raising up the bowed down 
For clothing the naked. 

A prayer with new...Read more...

Alone Together

01/31/2011 01:45:59 PM

Jan31

ALONE TOGETHER Mourning by Harold M. Schulweis

No one knows my grief,
Treasures my private memory.
I mourn alone.

The grief is my own.
Of my flesh and bone
I mourn alone.

But I mourn in the midst of my people,
In the minyan of mourning
With others who cry and remember
Their own loss.

Alone together, 
An individual in community,
Present to...Read more...

Bitter - Sweet: In the Memory of a Child

01/31/2011 01:30:59 PM

Jan31

BITTER - SWEET: IN THE MEMORY OF A CHILD Mourning by Harold M. Schulweis

Bitter-sweet
The struggle to be born
to free the infant body from the womb
to sever the umbilical cord

Bitter-sweet
the first gasping for air
listening to the heart beat
a life lived outside the body of another

Bitter-sweet
hope resuscitated out of ambiguous prognosis
love clung to in the...Read more...

Comforting the Comforters

01/31/2011 01:30:58 PM

Jan31

You who give counsel to others
must now give counsel to yourself.

You to whom others turn for wisdom
turn to yourself.

You to whom others come for comfort
must comfort yourself.

We Comforters and consolers,
the healers of others
need comfort and consolation
In sickness, in death, in tragedy
we are the same.

May the last hours not eclipse the entire...Read more...

Consolation

01/31/2011 01:15:59 PM

Jan31

CONSOLATION Mourning by Harold M. Schulweis

I would comfort you, dear friend
wipe away your tears
Turn your sorrow into joy.

I would console you
With words of ancient wisdom
Of the need for acceptance of the inevitable
The inexorable course of life.

I would speak to you of
The immortality of influence
The afterlife of memory
The echo of goodness
In the cavern of our lives.
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Fear of Death

01/31/2011 01:15:58 PM

Jan31

Fear -- not of death or dying but of not having lived.

Fear -- not of suffering but of suffering for no cause.

Fear -- not of extinction of life but of having left no trace upon the earth.

Fear -- not of finitude but of being forgotten.

Take heart -- make this a life not lived in vain.

Take heart -- make this a life not lived for naught.


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For Those Beloved Who Survive Me

01/31/2011 01:15:57 PM

Jan31

FOR THOSE BELOVED WHO SURVIVE ME Mourning by Harold M. Schulweis

Mourn me not with tears, ashes or sackcloth.
Nor dwell in darkness, sadness or remorse.
Remember that I love you, and wish for you a life of song.
My immortality, if there be such for me, is not in tears, blame or
self-recrimination.
But in the joy you give to others, in raising the fallen
and loosening the fetters of the bound.
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Graveside Reflections

01/31/2011 01:15:56 PM

Jan31

GRAVESIDE REFLECTIONS Mourning by Harold M. Schulweis

The Hebrew word for funeral is "levaish" - which means to escort, to accompany
It draws attention to those who come to the grave
to the family and friends
who do not abandon the deceased.

We who come are witnesses of the goodness and immortal remembrances
of a life lived.
We who come to the "levaish" are Levites,
loyal attendants...Read more...

Holding on and Letting go

01/31/2011 01:00:59 PM

Jan31

HOLDING ON AND LETTING GO Mourning by Harold M. Schulweis

Hold on and let go. 
On the surface of things
contradictory counsel.
But one does not negate the other.
The two are complementary, dialectical
two sides of one coin.

Hold on -- death is not the final word
The grave no oblivion.
Hold on in Kaddish, Yahrzeit, Yizkor.
No gesture, no kindness, no smile evaporates...Read more...

How to Mourn

01/31/2011 01:00:58 PM

Jan31

HOW TO MOURN Mourning by Harold M. Schulweis

He asked of me -
Help me mourn.
An odd request from one
so learned,
Who has the mind, the heart, and tears
why does he need my help to mourn?

We spoke a while
and then his request grew clearer
He wanted to mourn
not as if he were unrelated, a stranger
to his people, to his father's people.

He wants to mourn as...Read more...

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