Illness Quotes

"What you're going through, I mean seeing you suffer and my feeling so helpless... it makes me understand why good folks turn to prayer. I love you."

I love you and respect you so much and am fed by our friendship, no matter the state either of us are in at the time.

"Helping you" is not the way I would put this. What life throws at one of us, it throws into the arena of our friendship to respond to. And whatever adventures we get to share, I cherish as a privalege.

You give me so much, and, doing things 'for' you is a privalege, so

"If there's anything I can do, name it; "

"I'm sorry I haven't been in touch I didn't know what to say"

You are going through so much, it is

You're like a superhero to me. A lesser being would never have traversed such trials with your strength, heart and grace. I bow to you.

The power in you is tremendous.

For a loved one of someone sick: "I know this disease is also hard on you. I'm here for you too.'"

How about one for the caregiver? "I'm so sorry that the person you love is sick and you're stuck holding all the pieces together, taking care of them and trying to stay strong while he/she gets all the sympathy. If you want somewhere you can fall apart and be a mess, I'm here for you." My husband went through a year of cancer treatment while I took care of our 3 young kids (and him!), held down my job and kept everything in our live still going. My husband got about a hundred sympathy cards. I wanted to scream, what about me? This is wrecking me too, not just him!!!

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I don't want to end up writing something silly in the absence of something wiser. I don't want to give you platitudes cloaked as sophistication. I feel humbled by the forces that unmake and remake us all the time - knowing I am no grand master, yet hoping I can influence them for the better. I know I must be willing to not have any answers, at the same time as being willing to stand alongside you and search like hell for answers if need be! Most of all I want you to know that I love you, immensely. I respect you, with all the sap in my veins. I passionately want to care for you and share every drop of life we are blessed enough to have. You may be the one carrying this strange and painful load, but I so wish to carry some of it too, and if the load refuses to be divisible this way, I at least then wish to support you in carrying it - be this through spacious trust and momentary inaction, or be this through labour and action. It's the need and privilege of sharing this grand adventure, through dark and through light, known and unknown, together.

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want to help make sure you're as well as you can be, and

Illness is surely a mystery as old as mortality itself.

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Everything Doesn't Happen for A Reason

http://www.timjlawrence.com/blog/2015/10/19/everything-doesnt-happen-for-a-reason

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"If your life has exploded into a million little bits, you don’t need platitudes. You don’t need cheerleading. You don’t need to be told this all happened for a reason. You certainly don’t need to be told that you needed your pain in order to learn something about life.

Some things cannot be fixed. They can only be carried."

http://www.refugeingrief.com/

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"You who march confidently in ''the army of the upright'' need to listen to the recumbent, since they are left to face alone what most people avoid but ''nature is at no pains to conceal -- that she in the end will conquer; heat will leave the world; stiff with frost we shall cease to drag ourselves about the fields.''

- Virginia Woolf

"Woolf didn't want sympathy; she wanted not to be silenced, and to prove to Eliot, and to us, that vulnerability has its own kind of genius."

- by Judith Shulevitz, Dec 29, 2002

http://www.nytimes.com/2002/12/29/books/the-close-reader-the-poetry-of-illness.html

To be studied:

Finding the Words to Say It: The Healing Power of Poetry, by Robert Carroll

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC1142208/

"That some good can be derived from every event is a better proposition than that everything happens for the best, which it assuredly does not."

- James Kern Feibleman

Ring theory

http://articles.latimes.com/2013/apr/07/opinion/la-oe-0407-silk-ring-theory-20130407

Ring the bells that still can ring

Forget your perfect offering

There is a crack in everything

That’s how the light gets in

- Leonard Cohen?

http://www.nacpatients.org.uk/content/finding-poetry-illness-reader%E2%80%99s-journey-self-transformation-disease-ease

What appeals to me in birds’ songs is the unabashedness of their desires, blasting so loudly I can almost forget my own body as I lie there listening while the sun climbs above the eastward mountains.

— p. 167, Lucia Perillo

http://www.cerisepress.com/02/05/the-rest-is-silence-ive-heard-the-vultures-singing-field-notes-on-poetry-illness-and-nature-by-lucia-perillo/view-all

Pooh Quotes:

https://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/81466.A_A_Milne

http://www.monkeyswithwings.com/cfsodonohue.html

Response and revision follows this poem with a greetings from the UK!

I love the internet.

A Blessing for a Friend on the Arrival of Illness

by John O'Donohue

Now is the time of dark invitation

beyond a frontier that you did not expect.

Abruptly your old life seems distant.

You barely noticed how each day opened

a path through fields never questioned

yet expected deep down to hold treasure.

Now your time on earth becomes full of threat.

Before your eyes your future shrinks.

You lived absorbed in the day to day so continuous

with everything around you that you could forget

you were separate.

Now this dark companion has come between you.

Distances have opened in your eyes.

You feel that against your will

A stranger has married your heart.

Nothing before has made you feel so isolated

and lost.

When the reverberations of shock subside in you,

may grace come to restore you to balance.

May it shape a new space in your heart

to embrace this illness as a teacher

who has come to open your life to new worlds.

May you find in yourself a courageous hospitality

towards what is difficult, painful and unknown.

May you use this illness as a lantern

to illuminate the new qualities that will emerge in you.

May your fragile harvesting of this slow light help you

release whatever has become false in you.

May you trust this light to clear a path

through all the fog of old unease and anxiety

until you feel a rising within you,

a tranquility profound enough to call the storm to stillness.

May you find the wisdom to listen to your illness,

ask it why it came,

why it chose your friendship,

where it wants to take you,

what it wants you to know,

what quality of space it wants to create in you,

what you need to learn to become more fully yourself,

that your presence may shine in the world.

May you keep faith with your body,

learning to see it as a holy sanctuary

which can bring this night wound

gradually towards the healing and freedom of dawn.

[I have not seen the poem so I have guessed at stanzas and line breaks.]

http://www.johnodonohue.com/

Hi There, Greetings from the UK!

I saw that you had written up and put on you site the poem ....for a friend, on the arrival of illness by John O'Donohue. As you said that you had to guess at the way it was actually written I thought you might like to see it as he write it; I hope you don't mind. As you will see although you made a great stap at it, John O'Donohue's use of colon, semi-colon and arrangement of verses... stanzas, makes such a massive difference to the feel and meaning of it.

The title really is written in that way and the rest of it is as written

Here it is, I hope you enjoy it!

Blessings

Saoirsé Kelly

for a friend, on the arrival of illness

John O'Donohue

Now is the time of dark invitation

Beyond a frontier that you did not expect;

Abruptly, your old life seems distant.

You barely noticed how each day opened

A path through fields never questioned,

Yet expected deep down to hold treasure.

Now your time on earth becomes full of threat;

Before your eyes your future shrinks.

You lived absorbed in the day to day,

So continuous with everything around you,

That you could forget you were separate;

Now this dark companion has come between you,

Distances have opened in your eyes,

You feel that against your will

A stranger has married your heart.

Nothing before has made you

Feel so isolated and lost.

When the reverberations of shock subside in you,

May grace come to restore you to balance.

May it shape a new space in your heart

To embrace this illness as a teacher

Who has come to open your life to new worlds.

May you find in yourself

A courageous hospitality

Towards what is difficult,

Painful and unknown.

May you use this illness

As a lantern to illuminate

The new qualities that will emerge in you.

May the fragile harvesting of this slow light

Help you to release whatever has become false in you.

May you trust this light to clear a path

Through all the fog of old unease and anxiety

Until you feel arising within you a tranquility

Profound enough to call the storm to stillness.

May you find the wisdom to listen to your illness:

Ask it why it came? Why it chose your friendship?

Where it wants to take you? What it wants you to know?

What quality of space it wants to create in you?

What you need to learn to become more fully yourself

That your presence may shine in the world.

May you keep faith with your body,

Learning to see it as a holy sanctuary

Which can bring this night-wound gradually

Towards the healing and freedom of dawn.

May you be granted the courage and vision

To work through passivity and self-pity,

To see the beauty you can harvest

From the riches of this dark invitation.

May you learn to receive it graciously,

And promise to learn swiftly

That it may leave you newborn,

Willing to dedicate your time to birth

Empathy Cards

http://www.slate.com/blogs/the_eye/2015/05/06/empathy_cards_by_emily_mcdowell_are_greeting_cards_designed_for_cancer_patients.html