Paradox: a statement that is seemingly contradictory or opposed to common sense and yet is perhaps true. (Merriam-Webster).
There are no words to express the profound feeling of losing an infant daughter, and there is nothing for me to compare it to, but the thing that is familiar for me in all of this is darkness. The idea of darkness is something that I’ve always embraced, I have always found a great power in that space, so it’s not surprising that there is a great opportunity here to tap into whatever may unfold from this experience.
A good friend of mine has been urging me to write for many years, and my initial response has always been resistance in the form of not being good enough, or creative enough to relay an experience of any real value. That brings me to the headline of this post; mission statement. What I really want to do here is to honor the memory of my daughter and one of the ways of doing that is to open up to the creativity that I believe is innate in us all. I believe it’s what she would want her father to do. The other way that I will try to honor her is in the way I live and the actions I take.
That being said, the past few months have been very difficult for me to get out of myself and try and give back at the very least to those immediately around me. Having a wife and an infant daughter has helped me try and think of others, and there are other spaces in my life that give me the opportunity to be helpful. Taking care of myself helps me to help others and the goal is to rededicate to self care.
These blogs will at first be what my experience has been to walk though something so dark and heavy, what it turns into, is a mystery to us both.
Best wishes,
Michael