facing the darkness

On Saturday I sat in my car, unable to get out to walk into the grocery store, listening to This American Life (i can't count on two hands how many times this has happened to me). I laughed, but mostly I cried, sobbed, listening to their special tribute to David Rakoff. He passed away at the beginning of August. If you have time, listen to the whole program here, David is a wonderful writer. But the writing that moved me the most, was a part from his novel Love Dishonor, Marry, Die; Cherish, Parish. He reads an excerpt (you can listen to it starting at 40 min into the program) about what it's like to face death. It is so honest and raw and beautiful. I have listened to just that one part about seven times now. It reminds me so much of what it was like to care for my dying mother. A time I strangely miss. 

Silke Otto-Knapp: "Mountainlandscape" (2012), watercolor on linen


  1. That sounds beautiful, I'm going to check it out. I find it so easy to get so attached to the writers who move you the most. I cried when Christopher Hitchens died; his writing was so intimate that I often felt he was speaking only to me. The power of words is amazing.

  2. HI Anni!
    yes, the written word has such power. some people connect to a song, to a painting, to a book, to a poem... that's the magic of art. it has the ability to connect us to our heart, to our core, to our truth. it sometimes reveals truths in us that we didn't know were even there. and really amazing artists have the ability to express something that we know but can not express ourselves. and that is so powerful and always amazes me! the truth of our hearts being revealed by another.

    hope you are well! xoL

  3. oh i can't wait to listen to this!