anniemcculloch

Shadows of the Night

“O come, O Bright and Morning Star, and bring us comfort from afar! Dispel the shadows of the night and turn our darkness into light.” – O Come, O Come Emmanuel, translated by J.M. Neale, 1851.

Meet You on the Other Side

“Yes I understand, That every life must end, As we sit alone, I know someday we must go…Stay with me, Let’s just breathe.” – Just Breathe, Pearl Jam, 2009

Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time…under the rocks are words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters. – A River Runs Through It and Other Stories,Continue reading “Some of the Words”

Bestowing a Gift

For life, too, is only the dissolving of our souls into the souls of all others, as if bestowing a gift. Only a dream, only a life, only wedding noises soaring in through the window. – Dr. Zhivago, Boris Pasternak

I’m Hoping to Catch up with You

“Blessings on you, dear departed. I’m hoping to catch up with you, one of these days.” – Healing After Loss, Martha W. Hickman

I’ll Sing On

And when from death I’m free I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on, and when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on, and when from death I’m free, I’ll sing and joyful be, and through eternity I’ll sing on. – What Wondrous Love Is This, Anonymous

Daffodils

And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils. – I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud, William Wordsworth

It Goes On

In three words, I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life. It goes on. – Robert Frost

Arise and Go

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree…And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow…for always night and day, I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore; While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey, I hear it in the deep heart’s core.Continue reading “Arise and Go”

Dangerous and Noble Things

Ah, world, what lessons you prepare for us, even in the leafless winter…I am thinking now of grief, and of getting past it…I want to think again of dangerous and noble things, I want to be light and frolicsome, I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing, as though I had wings. –Continue reading “Dangerous and Noble Things”