Peace and Light

Monday, January 14, 2013

Now We Are Six | A. A. Milne

I promise to honor the 26 lives lost at Sandy Hook Elementary School; I promise to do everything I can to encourage and support common sense solutions that make my community and our country safer from similar acts of violence.

Today marks one month since the horrific tragedies at Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newtown, Connecticut.  

As a mother of 7 year-old and 9 year-old boys, this has truly affected me--as I am sure it may have affected you in your own personal way.  Every time I read or watch a story about these amazing teachers and beautiful children, I have had to grab my heart for fear it will break.  I just want to hold these families.  The children who have left this earth--I feel that they were my children too.  I can't even fathom what their families and friends are going through during these dark days.

I pray for every single one of them.  I pray for peace and light.

I hope that this poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye brings some bit of comfort and hope. May her words flow with peace to anyone who has lost someone special.

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there.  I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there.  I did not die.



  1. Charmaine, that poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye spoke to me in ways I never thought imaginable. It touched my soul. Thank you for sharing it. :)

    1. Words can be so powerful. I am glad that Frye's poem moved you, Jamie :) xoxc

  2. Ohh Charmaine, thank you for sharing the words from your heart, the ones you mentioned remained unspoken, too painful. They are beautiful. The poem is especially touching; it was the one my brother read at a friend's funeral a long while back and has stayed with me forever, bringing comfort when loved ones pass away. You offer a gift in sharing it...peace and light to you my friend - xo

    1. Aw, Catherine. Thank you. Yes, Frye's words do make it a bit easier to cope. It's nice that your brother also found the poem comforting. Blessings to you (and to you, Jamie!). xoxc


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