The Grieviary
Grief is existing in a world made dimmer by having no place for us to cast the light of our gaze. →
The soul prefers a velvet cross to a wooden one, yet only the latter saves. →
Die Einsamkeit und Stille im Leben, wo es keinen festen Weg gibt und der Moment an Bedeutung gewinnt, während die Leere spürbar wird. →
We seek narratives to escape the abyss of grief, yet grief itself reveals the abyss as the only constant narrative. →
Grief is existing in a world made other by having no path back to knowing ourselves. →
Grief is a reckoning with our preverbal, prelogical, comprehensive, imaginal, indeed even magical ways of experiencing, adapting, and creating the world. →
The Grieviary 