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"I've looked at life from both sides now..."

Updated: Apr 8, 2021

If you are grieving, as nearly all of us are, I hope this message lands softly in your heart. Read it twice, three times if you must. Read it out loud. And then know it is true and feel your loved ones all around you.

A quick one for you this time as I haven't been writing but please know I have so many articles in my brain marinating. I did a reading today and this came through for me loud and clear as it often does so I wanted to share.


I received a lot of cards when my Mom died. They were all beautiful in their own right but there was one in particular that stood out to me in that vast blur that was my life at that time. It was not only visually beautiful, but the sentiment truly struck me like the clear note that comes from a bell, because deeply, at a soul level, I knew it was true.


It read:


"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 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."


-Jane Ormes


I have since bought this card in bulk and send it to everyone who has suffered a loss since that time, because I know it is the truth and will hopefully bring some peace to the receiver.


I have since found there are other versions out there so I include this other authors poem which is very similar but different as I am not sure which is the original. Both are beautiful. If you know of other versions, please let me know that too.

"Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am in a thousand winds that blow, I am the softly falling snow. I am the gentle showers of rain, I am the fields of ripening grain. I am in the morning hush, I am in the graceful rush Of beautiful birds in circling flight, I am the starshine of the night. I am in the flowers that bloom, I am in a quiet room. I am in the birds that sing, I am in each lovely thing. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there. I do not die."

- Mary Elizabeth Clark Frye

If you are grieving, as nearly all of us are, I hope this message lands softly in your heart. Read it twice, three times if you must. Read it out loud. And then know it is true and feel your loved ones all around you.

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