{"id":6078,"date":"2015-11-05T22:36:09","date_gmt":"2015-11-06T03:36:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/?p=6078"},"modified":"2019-05-15T13:49:29","modified_gmt":"2019-05-15T17:49:29","slug":"weeping-and-other-visions","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/?p=6078","title":{"rendered":"Weeping, and other visions"},"content":{"rendered":"

“Those who do not weep, do not see.” \u00a0– Victor Hugo, “Les Miserables”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

A friend offered this quote after my sorrowful post<\/a> about my failures in fused glass.<\/p>\n

It reminds me of the passage\u00a0from Khalil Gibran’s “The Prophet” <\/a>engraved on my memory:<\/p>\n

“The more that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I read that book as young adolescent. My sister Ann got me started on Gibran because she had\u00a0two readings from “The Prophet” at her wedding in 1969, a day that was sad for me because I thought I’d lost her.<\/p>\n

Ann, who is not a depressive, nonetheless understood that I was a sensitive child, and she intuited my pain and fear. She bought me poetry books that\u00a0I still have.<\/p>\n

She braved\u00a0the turbulence of our mother’s moods, creating her own crosswinds, giving me a role model in the process. It was the ’60s.<\/p>\n

“The Prophet”\u00a0is one of the few other books<\/a> that I still have from my pre-teen years, along with “Charlotte’s Web” and “The Little Mermaid.” I read every volume of the Nancy Drew mystery series, too, but I didn’t keep those.<\/p>\n

It’s a rather weepy set\u00a0of books that I kept, full of passages that illuminate death and the longing of\u00a0spirit. They made me understand I was not alone.<\/p>\n

When I was 17 and my first lover<\/a> died<\/a>, Ann wrote me a sympathy note full of wisdom. She said:<\/p>\n

“Being sensitive won’t make your life easier, but it will make it richer.”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I have recalled\u00a0those words many hundreds of times. They comfort me because they are truer with every recitation.<\/p>\n

When I weep over my poor attempts at art,<\/a> it seems horrendously indulgent, the height of a First World problem.<\/p>\n

But in the end, these tears are just a variation of Goldengrove unleaving<\/a>.<\/p>\n

If I didn’t see, I would not weep.<\/p>\n

Day 122’s penny is a 1969, the year\u00a0of Ann’s first wedding.<\/p>\n

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“Those who do not weep, do not see.” \u00a0– Victor Hugo, “Les Miserables” A friend offered this quote after my sorrowful post about my failures in fused glass. It reminds me of the passage\u00a0from Khalil Gibran’s “The Prophet” engraved on my memory: “The more that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can … read more Weeping, and other visions<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":6145,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[316],"tags":[73,440,107,105,442,444,9,441,412,445,437,443],"class_list":["post-6078","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-improvisation","tag-73","tag-ann","tag-books","tag-death","tag-depression","tag-joy","tag-mom","tag-philosophy","tag-seeing","tag-sensitive","tag-sorrow","tag-weeping"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6078","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=6078"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6078\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6152,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6078\/revisions\/6152"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/6145"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=6078"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=6078"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.lisaschnellinger.com\/pennies\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=6078"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}