Response to Connecticut: A Prayer, A Plea

Holocaust Memorial, Berlin. 2009

Because words are more powerful spoken:


Listen Friends, What I want to tell you is this

Life is fragile. Like a clear glass globe made out of spun fairy-sugar, a singular tap can cause it to shatter.

Life is beautiful. Like a clear glass globe made of spun fairy-sugar, catching the light, its rainbow reflection slipping around each curve—beauty, beauty everywhere.

We live in the midst of these realities. Beauty and Sorrow.

Oft times, the tensions of this space is uncomfortable. No, more than uncomfortable. It’s painful. It’ sorrowful. It is so hard when something exquisite shatters. Because if it were not for that fragile beauty, the shattering would not hurt so much. Beauty and Sorrow. One goes with the other. Hand in hand. Like the way we remember a loved one lost – with laughter soaked in tears. (It is meant to be thus.)

So what do we do when the beautiful is shattered? When innocence is lost. When life is lost. When home is lost?

We Feel the Sorrow.

(pass it on.)

There is something that happens when we mourn together. When we are angry together, When we hope together. It is powerful, this unity of emotion. Spiritually powerful. Psychologically Powerful. Energetically Powerful.

Don’t drift away from it. Don’t dumb it down with the shadow comforts of entertainment and busy-ness. When you feel the pain, the anger, the sorrow –notice it. Own it. Name it. “Rage, rage against the dying of the light.”

And when your mind/body/spirit says “Enough”—when it numbs your emotions, when it rocks you to sleep—let it do that as well. Turn off the television. Turn down the radio. Close your browser, and rest. You will wake another day with holy tasks at hand–intuitively sourced instructions to weep, to write, to comfort, to protest, to wail, to change.

So my friends, on this sorrowful day, I urge you to be present to our beautiful, sorrowful life – the ebb and the flow of it, the hot and the cold of it. Be present together, to the sorrow, so that when the hope returns through the madness of our grief, our unity with fan the flame of beauty once more into life.

Amen? Amen.

Leslie December 14, 2012 at 2:13 pm

thank you!

Sarah December 14, 2012 at 2:18 pm

Thank you for this reflection, Rachelle. It’s much appreciated.

Jen December 15, 2012 at 7:01 am


The Creative Beast December 15, 2012 at 7:48 am

This is beautifully stated Rachelle. Thank you for these wise words. Yours is a ministry I truly appreciate! Happy Holidays to you and yours =-)

Jenny Dinsmore Ryan December 15, 2012 at 8:44 am

Oh, thank you so much for how you’ve articulated these things so beautifully for us.

Marjory December 15, 2012 at 11:08 am

Beautiful thoughts. Together in prayer…

Rachelle December 16, 2012 at 1:11 pm

I’m glad to be together with you, friends, as we learn to be authentic and loving in this tragic, beautiful world.

Please let me know what you are processing as we move as through this, as a community in diaspora. I’d like to be a withmate in this journey.

Much Warmth,


Andrew December 24, 2012 at 2:18 pm

Beautiful thoughts. Together in prayer…Your ministry is truly appreciate! Happy Holidays to you.

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