When I am dying, let me know
That I loved the blowing snow
Although it stung like whips;
That I loved all lovely things
And I tried to take their stings
With gay unembittered lips;
That I loved with all my strength,
To my soul’s full depth and length,
Careless if my heart must break,
That I sang as children sing
Fitting tunes to everything,
Loving life for its own sake.
Joe: “I saw my girlfriend’s profile on a dating app and it made me angry.”
Pete: “Are you angry because she’s on a dating app?”
Joe: “No. I’m angry because she lied. She’s not fun to be around.”
Welcome to Episode 87 of the ‘Journey from Grief to Healing’ podcast by Dr. Ray Calabrese. In this episode, Dr. Ray explores the parallels between the hope of winning the lottery and life’s emotional investments. Buying a Powerball ticket is a small gamble on dreams, yet our emotional commitments—to love, marriage, and children—are the ultimate bet on hope. We enter these life lotteries with optimism, not expecting life’s sometimes harsh unfairness.
During the course of the episode, Dr. Ray shares his personal experiences of loss, grief, and anger, providing listeners a window into his own journey of healing. He underlines how tragic experiences can prompt us to question life’s unfairness, and why bad things happen to good people while, seemingly, bad people sail through life unscathed.
He delves into some of the most heartbreaking and existential questions surrounding suffering, loss, and unanswered prayers.
Reflecting on personal loss and unanswerable questions, we find solace in poetry, drawing strength from the words of William Wordsworth and Ellen Bass. They teach us that even when life strips away the dreams we hold dear, the human spirit’s resilience can find hope and the ability to love life anew. This episode invites us to embrace the power within to dream again and believe in a hopeful future.
This episode culminates with a powerful reminder, reinforcing that despite our deepest loss, our best days are still ahead of us. Dr. Ray continues to inspire with a constant message: ‘Never quit, never give up.’
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Where am I going today? That’s something to think about especially if we think about it at a deeper level. Where am I going today and will it lead me to a better tomorrow? When we link today to the quality of tomorrow it influences what we do today. If I don’t do anything, the world will keep spinning and moving through the cosmos, but I’ll be stuck in the same place. Tomorrow holds the promise that we work for today.
Today’s mind sharpening anagram is a two or three word phrase. Can you unscramble the anagram to discover the two or three word phrase? It’s time to exercise your brain!
Today’s Anagram:
It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop. ~ Confucius
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus
Hath told you Caesar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Caesar answer’d it.
Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest-
For Brutus is an honorable man;
So are they all, all honorable men-
Come I to speak in Caesar’s funeral.
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honorable man.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
You all did see that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honorable man.
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?
O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,
And I must pause till it come back to me.
Joe: “My friend Jim bought an electric car, then he bought an electric blanket, then he bought electric bicycle.”
Pete: “How’s he doing since switching to all electricity?”
Joe: “He bought an electric chair. That’s the last I heard from him.”
