The Rules of Engaging Grief

I have devoted much time lately to the preparation for publication of Rules for Engaging Grief: A Path to Healing.  The copy edit is complete and now I am waiting to review the cover design for the book.  I hope for publication before Christmas.

I am not surprised that in reviewing the manscript certain memories of my life with Donna surfaced.  The inspiration for the following poem came while I was folding towels!

Recall, if you can, actions you take almost without thinking that you might have learned from someone long gone — as I did the other day.

“Folded Towels”

It seems a thousand
Years ago – but not
She taught me the art
Of folding towels.

A thought then – I admit,
“How odd – why towels?”
Now two score later,
Alone my towels precise,

But more – imbued most deep
I recall with laughter
Her determined instruction
Seeking to channel

Unfolding energy
Into an enduring
Relationship of love;
She won – we were one.

Now with each folded towel
My automatic motions
Allow soul-pause to grasp
A wider truth in silence.

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