No Pressure, No Diamonds by Teri A. Dillion

The truth that everything terrible exists alongside everything miraculous, that loss gives way for finding, and through it all, only love keeps us fighting for what’s right. The warm symphonies of stars and the roar of everyone laughing at once. No Pressure, No Diamonds : Teri A Dillion : 9780578736884 Usamos cookies para ofrecerte la mejor experiencia posible. The melody of a downpour and the clarion birdsong as the earth begins to dry. No Pressure, No Diamonds por Teri A Dillion, 9780578736884, disponible en Book Depository con envío gratis. And as we inhale, we can breathe in all of it, the richness of seas, the quiet dignity of deserts, the opalescent sheen of babies just born. That which is deeply personal and undeniably universal, that which is me and yet everything not-me, that nearness some people call Source, God, the Great Mother, the Great Perfection, that which can’t be named. The nearness of something sacred, the quiet presence which can’t be captured in words-only felt. And there, right there, at the edges or perhaps smack in the middle of our awareness we might feel a fullness.

Behold the big, spacious silence behind all noise. In the liminal space we could feel the emptiness. No Pressure, No Diamonds: Mining for Gifts in Illness and Loss by Dillion, Teri A. And in that silence between breaths we could pause. We could feel the destruction of mountains, comets, galaxies. The crack of falling redwoods and splitting glaciers, the disappearance of the monarchs and the mourning of the giant tortoise. We could exhale heartbreak for the death of mothers and children, grandparents and lovers, tribes and democracies.

Dillion was given a terminal diagnosis with ALS at age 35, shortly after getting married to the love of her life. Be willing to feel the grief, not just for our own losses but for the big losses throughout time. Escucha y descarga los episodios de Women Today gratis. We could even cease the meaning-making and surrender to the mystery.

“Absent all speculation, the contemplation on everything known and unknown, there’s always an invitation to listen.

No Pressure, No Diamonds by Teri A. Dillion