When I Hold the Truth of Dying
When I hold the truth of dying,
our common ground, in my hands,
it helps me be kind.
I just want to make more space,
not fight to change anything.
not transcend anything.
When I hold the truth of dying in my hands,
I just want to be present,
to tell each other:
Right now, it’s like this.
©Susa Silvermarie 2026
with gratitude for Tami Simon interfview with Frank Ostaseski
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