Absolutely beautiful Katie. God bless baby Rowen, his life though short will forever be remembered and is now a precious gift to all of us through your beautiful words. XO
Such a very sweet article. Lovely and heartwarming--so very sorry to hear about your child. And happy to hear that the dead do dream. Thank you for this.
Thank you Nikki. These things are beyond our ken to prove or know in the usual way of knowing things, except poetically as it were. I am not sure what I THINK about any afterlife, or what it might be like (do worms and bees have an afterlife..) But as for the human, I have had occasion, more than once, and it was quiet but powerful, to give me reason to believe they do indeed dream, the dead, at once so far but so near.
The Archer is a psychopomp. He escorts the dead on their onward journey and the Milky Way is the bridge. The farthest arrows of the mind, the spirit and the questing soul of Humankind.
Absolutely beautiful Katie. God bless baby Rowen, his life though short will forever be remembered and is now a precious gift to all of us through your beautiful words. XO
Thank you Maureen. You put it so beautifully. We are here. We were here. And that is everything, the great adventure.
Such a very sweet article. Lovely and heartwarming--so very sorry to hear about your child. And happy to hear that the dead do dream. Thank you for this.
Thank you Nikki. These things are beyond our ken to prove or know in the usual way of knowing things, except poetically as it were. I am not sure what I THINK about any afterlife, or what it might be like (do worms and bees have an afterlife..) But as for the human, I have had occasion, more than once, and it was quiet but powerful, to give me reason to believe they do indeed dream, the dead, at once so far but so near.
Beautiful. Thank you.
The Archer is a psychopomp. He escorts the dead on their onward journey and the Milky Way is the bridge. The farthest arrows of the mind, the spirit and the questing soul of Humankind.
That is lovely, Cat. Yes, he arrived at the station but didn't get off the train, but still, I looked in his face and knew him.