#Patricia McKernon Runkle

[twicedailyquotes]

When you meet someone deep in grief

Slip off your needs and set them by the door

Enter barefoot, this darkened chapel

hollowed by loss, hallowed by sorrow.

its grey stone walls and floor

You, congregation of one

Are here to listen, not to sing.

Kneel in the back pew, make no sound,

let the candles speak.

Patricia McKernon Runkle Grief’s Compass: Walking the Wilderness with Emily Dickinson

[julesofnature]

Slip off your needs and set them by the door. Enter barefoot this darkened chapel hollowed by loss hallowed by sorrow its gray stone walls and floor. You, congregation of one are here to listen, not to sing. Kneel in the back pew. Make no sound, let the candles speak.

WHEN YOU MEET SOMEONE DEEP IN GRIEF by Patricia McKernon Runkle

Grief’s Compass: Walking in the Wilderness with Emily Dickinson (Apprentice House Press, 2017)

[imaginemirage]

When you meet someone deep in grief slip off your needs and set them by the door. Enter barefoot this darkened chapel hollowed by loss hallowed by sorrow its gray stone walls and floor. You, congregation of one are here to listen not to sing. Kneel in the back pew. Make no sound, let the candles speak.

Patricia Mckernon Runkle

[impromptu-manifesto]

When you meet someone deep in grief

[petrichara]

Grief and growing

1/4/5- ‘Miss You. Would Like To Take A Walk With You.’ by Gabrielle Calvocoressi. 2- ‘Out of Love’ by Hazel Hayes. 3- ‘Fleabag.’ 6- ‘The Isle of the Dead’ by Arnold Böcklin. 7/8- ‘Miss you. Would like to grab that chilled tofu we love.’ by Gabrielle Calvocoressi. 9- ‘The Good Place.’ 10- ‘When you meet someone in deep grief.’ by Patricia Mckernon Runkle

[amymbrown]

Slip off your needs and set them by the door. Enter barefoot this darkened chapel hollowed by loss hallowed by sorrow its gray stone walls and floor. You, congregation of one are here to listen not to sing. Kneel in the back pew. Make no sound, let the candles speak.

Patricia McKernon Runkle

[julesofnature]

WHEN YOU MEET SOMEONE DEEP IN GRIEF by Patricia McKernon Runkle

Slip off your needs and set them by the door.

Enter barefoot this darkened chapel

hollowed by loss hallowed by sorrow

its gray stone walls and floor.

You, congregation of one

are here to listen, not to sing.

Kneel in the back pew. Make no sound,

let the candles speak.

Patricia McKernon Runkle. Grief’s Compass: Walking in the Wilderness with Emily Dickinson (Apprentice House Press, 2017)