Thank you so much for sharing Veronika. It’s hard to even speak to your loss and the grief that goes with it on top of how it changed you. Thank you for your vulnerability and your courage. Your brother was wise beyond his years. I’m so happy that you had that visit with him on a dimension we can’t explain. I’m glad one word helped trigger the synchronicity today. I’ll keep looking to meet you in the spaces of synchronosophy. These collisions with Grace all have a purpose. In the harvest of that surrender may we all be who We are here to Be. Bless you. 🙏❤️
What a profound loss, catalyzing a shift, and opening space for personal meaning to interact with the unknown. Your brother sounds like he could’ve been my biological father in another dimension—uncompromised vision, adventure, living by one’s own rules… larger than life. And the “kairos” of it all, like a nudge from beyond to find your own version of “living large.” What a beautiful, heart-breaking story Veronika. And such a gorgeous photo…his free spirit almost rising up off my screen as I look at it. ❤️
I can feel that connection when reading your story too. The 'larger than life' loved ones... That yearning for living by our own rules, which live on withing us.
A HUG to you, Veronika. Grieving weaves in waves throughout the years, for we still feel the sorrow of loss.
I had a similar experience when I buried my mother twenty years ago. We stood at her cremation internment site, my five sons, my husband and I, toasting her life with coffee, her favourite kind, on a rainy dismal April Day. I read this poem : " Death is nothing at all". When I looked up, there she stood, young and smiling, as if to say, Yes, all is well. I am still here. And while I miss her bodily presence, she feels ever present in my days. I feel no need to explain it, it's simply beautiful. Grieving may grasp our emotions on certain days throughout the years, yet, still, we feel their presence. Thank you for your heartfelt prelude to what I know will be authentic and often breathtaking writing. Wendy
I have just finished reading all your posts from the book, and now I come back to this very first most beautiful prelude to your story - and it is just as meaningful to me!! I am weeping with recognition of you stepping forward into your own adventure, of living your authentic life, and amazed that you were gifted with a meeting like this with your brother after he died. I have been deeply moved in reading all your work over the past few days and I am so very glad i have stumbled across it - just in time it feels. Thankyou. ps - what a handsome looking kid he was, such a great photo of a free spirit.
💗🙏 yes, this was ~ and always will be ~ obviously an important part of my story. Funny how I didn't even think about it when planning to start this Synchronosophy substack.
Then the 12th of January came along, and it hit me ~ Jakob! ~ and it became the perfect opening. To me it's a perfect example of how the greatest gifts are inextricably linked with our deepest pain.
A beautiful, heartbreaking prelude to this beautiful, luminous work so surely in/formed and in/fluenced by emoceans of loss and longing and hand-holding from the lighter side (Jakob here with you and so, with us to see 'see through' kairos and live synchronosophy). Thank you for sharing with such exquistitely raw courage. Thank you for bringing us "Synchronosophy."
for your deeply understanding presence, for witnessing my journey, for delving into Synchronosophy and making sense of it, for your work on a parallel substack and beyond.
Your words are a priceless gift, a gentle encouragement to remind me that I'm on the right track... 💗🙏
Having also lost a younger brother, decades ago, and also surfed (and smiled at) all sorts of 'stuff' (for lack of a better catch-all term for such little reminders) I'm sorry for your loss... and glad for your gain.
Strangely -- synchronously? -- you wrote this on the day of my eldest son's 18th birthday, the day he became, legally anyway, an adult. I was weeping of and on all day yesterday, thinking of how clearly I could remember his birth (could it really be 18 years ago??) and how incredibly poignant and fantastic this precipice is between childhood and adulthood, how much he has done, and how much capacity he has for more adventuring, both inward and outward. There is something in your description of your brother that resonates with the potential I see in my now adult child. Thank you for sharing this. And nice to meet you!
Thank you for sharing your synchronous piece of life. 💕🙏
Happy Birthday, Son 🎈
I totally resonate with the parental overwhelm you describe ~ when our children take the next major step in their life towards independence. Lovely to meet you too 𓆩♡𓆪
When the synchrony of the universe taps our shoulders with an authentic message, it can carry us and give us motivation and courage for years, for decades. 💜 🌹
Thank you so much for sharing Veronika. It’s hard to even speak to your loss and the grief that goes with it on top of how it changed you. Thank you for your vulnerability and your courage. Your brother was wise beyond his years. I’m so happy that you had that visit with him on a dimension we can’t explain. I’m glad one word helped trigger the synchronicity today. I’ll keep looking to meet you in the spaces of synchronosophy. These collisions with Grace all have a purpose. In the harvest of that surrender may we all be who We are here to Be. Bless you. 🙏❤️
Thank you for seeing me (and Jakob).
You are right, vulnerability and courage go together.
Collisions with Grace, here we come 🌊🐬🌊
What a profound loss, catalyzing a shift, and opening space for personal meaning to interact with the unknown. Your brother sounds like he could’ve been my biological father in another dimension—uncompromised vision, adventure, living by one’s own rules… larger than life. And the “kairos” of it all, like a nudge from beyond to find your own version of “living large.” What a beautiful, heart-breaking story Veronika. And such a gorgeous photo…his free spirit almost rising up off my screen as I look at it. ❤️
Thank you so much Kim! 💖🙏
I can feel that connection when reading your story too. The 'larger than life' loved ones... That yearning for living by our own rules, which live on withing us.
A HUG to you, Veronika. Grieving weaves in waves throughout the years, for we still feel the sorrow of loss.
I had a similar experience when I buried my mother twenty years ago. We stood at her cremation internment site, my five sons, my husband and I, toasting her life with coffee, her favourite kind, on a rainy dismal April Day. I read this poem : " Death is nothing at all". When I looked up, there she stood, young and smiling, as if to say, Yes, all is well. I am still here. And while I miss her bodily presence, she feels ever present in my days. I feel no need to explain it, it's simply beautiful. Grieving may grasp our emotions on certain days throughout the years, yet, still, we feel their presence. Thank you for your heartfelt prelude to what I know will be authentic and often breathtaking writing. Wendy
WOW! Thank you so much for sharing this overwhelmingly beautiful experience, Wendy!
Big hugs right back to you my friend and soul sister 💗🙏
I have just finished reading all your posts from the book, and now I come back to this very first most beautiful prelude to your story - and it is just as meaningful to me!! I am weeping with recognition of you stepping forward into your own adventure, of living your authentic life, and amazed that you were gifted with a meeting like this with your brother after he died. I have been deeply moved in reading all your work over the past few days and I am so very glad i have stumbled across it - just in time it feels. Thankyou. ps - what a handsome looking kid he was, such a great photo of a free spirit.
💗🙏 yes, this was ~ and always will be ~ obviously an important part of my story. Funny how I didn't even think about it when planning to start this Synchronosophy substack.
Then the 12th of January came along, and it hit me ~ Jakob! ~ and it became the perfect opening. To me it's a perfect example of how the greatest gifts are inextricably linked with our deepest pain.
I very much appreciate your presence.
A beautiful, heartbreaking prelude to this beautiful, luminous work so surely in/formed and in/fluenced by emoceans of loss and longing and hand-holding from the lighter side (Jakob here with you and so, with us to see 'see through' kairos and live synchronosophy). Thank you for sharing with such exquistitely raw courage. Thank you for bringing us "Synchronosophy."
Thank you so much, Renée!!
for your deeply understanding presence, for witnessing my journey, for delving into Synchronosophy and making sense of it, for your work on a parallel substack and beyond.
Your words are a priceless gift, a gentle encouragement to remind me that I'm on the right track... 💗🙏
Having also lost a younger brother, decades ago, and also surfed (and smiled at) all sorts of 'stuff' (for lack of a better catch-all term for such little reminders) I'm sorry for your loss... and glad for your gain.
Thank you so much for connecting, Art, and for your kind words 💕🙏
Strangely -- synchronously? -- you wrote this on the day of my eldest son's 18th birthday, the day he became, legally anyway, an adult. I was weeping of and on all day yesterday, thinking of how clearly I could remember his birth (could it really be 18 years ago??) and how incredibly poignant and fantastic this precipice is between childhood and adulthood, how much he has done, and how much capacity he has for more adventuring, both inward and outward. There is something in your description of your brother that resonates with the potential I see in my now adult child. Thank you for sharing this. And nice to meet you!
Thank you for sharing your synchronous piece of life. 💕🙏
Happy Birthday, Son 🎈
I totally resonate with the parental overwhelm you describe ~ when our children take the next major step in their life towards independence. Lovely to meet you too 𓆩♡𓆪
Touching. I feel this. 🙏
Thank you Elliot 💕🙏
When the synchrony of the universe taps our shoulders with an authentic message, it can carry us and give us motivation and courage for years, for decades. 💜 🌹
💕🙏 yes! All we need to do is learn to listen.