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February 25, 2007


Chris Owen

Oh Jory!
You SOO nail it when you write. Thanks for taking me to this place and reminding me of a few things by putting different words and thus new insights around them!
As usual, well done!


What an amazing piece Jor...I connected so much with everything you said....and you said it so beautifully. I thought of dad, Papa, and Grandma...and what you've written is so true. You do have a way of making us all see the light. Thank you honey...
Love, Mom

Elizabeth Michel

Another beautiful piece, Jory. I loved the last image, and it helped me, too, in my sadness over Jen's dying at such a young age.


Mom Elizabeth


So grateful for your words and the fact that you share them Jory! Reminds me of "Gifts From The Sea"....don't fight the ebb and flow with our permanency issues...enjoy all the fluidity takes and leaves!
See you next month in NYC!


Beautifully written. I have never been truly disturbed by death. Thank you for making the societally "abnormal" acceptance of reality into a beautiful thing.


'Instead of permanent damage, my eyes became better acclimatised to the light of loss.'

What a terrific image. Thank you very much, Jory, for this is exactly what we do.
Sending hugs to both of you at this sad time, I agree that transition is a much better sense of what happens.
We lost two of our classmates at 23 in a terrible road accident, and I have often talked to one of them over the years, just in my head, and recapped the whole horrible thing when my cousin's daughter died in the Bali bombings in 2002, this time from a parent's perspective which I suppose I did not have before. But always, with the case of Chris E. in particular, I guess when things have been tough for me I have 'said' to her sometimes, 'you should have had this, you would have handled it better, you did not have your chance at this and so I must go on.'
Which is odd really, because I was not good friends with her, she welcomed me to a new school at a difficult age and kept an eye out for me, is all. She was a good soul. They do stay with us, they do. We just have to remember to say hi every once in a while, and honour their passing.
Take care.


Beautiful, Jory. Simply beautiful.

With love,


patti digh

the metaphor of the nautilus is gorgeous - and you've raised such an important topic, yet one we shy away from, ignore, deny. Thank you. I learned so much recently from a most remarkable leave-taking and transition that might be of interest or helpful or just illustrative of your urging us to access death - I know I learned a hell of a lot from it. it is here, in case it's of interest - the story of Meta, a young woman dead at 20: http://37days.typepad.com/37days/2006/11/forever_hold_yo.html
How her family and friends helped her transition is remarkable to me. So much of life is lost in our denial of death, our separation of it from life, when it is so much a part of life, the very condition for life itself. Thank you for your insights.


what an exceptional tribute, and a call to bravery for everyone.

glad to have you at our roundtable, sister.

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