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The damp Sundayness of today washed loneliness through my being. God is like an inner grandmother, says Hawkins, who protects and loves you absolutely in each moment. And yet, and yet, I ache with loss today.

Moving to a new city, even though I’m closely connected with kindred spirits here, has stirred up the rolling delicacy of being alone on this planet. My beloved friend Marilyn died recently and I feel her absence keenly and achingly.

My week in Ottawa studying with Integral Coaching Canada on becoming a Life Coach was powerful and potent, with deeply fresh and tender connections started, new little buds filled with hope.

I surrender loneliness to my inner grandmother with trust that all will wash away with time.[/et_pb_text][et_pb_text admin_label=”Post Footer” background_layout=”light” text_orientation=”left”][db_post_ad][db_comments_form][/et_pb_text][/et_pb_column_inner][/et_pb_row_inner][/et_pb_column][et_pb_column type=”1_4″][et_pb_sidebar admin_label=”Sidebar” orientation=”right” area=”sidebar-1″ background_layout=”light” module_id=”sidebar” /][/et_pb_column][/et_pb_section]