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To the One who blessed our ancestors and the
One who blesses all beings here on this earth,
bless all those who are suffering the grief of someone they loved.
May they find solace in their memory,
and may their love find a resting place in their hearts.
Bless all those who are struggling with the death
of someone with whom they had a difficult relationship.
May they find compassion for themselves and renewal of spirit.
May they have patience and strength, as grief can come in waves throughout their lives.
May they find the courage to share their grief with others, no matter how many years have gone by.
While they can be shattered by loss, they can be healed by love from others.
Sacred One, help them find ways to open their hearts to love and hope.
Bless all those who are grieving, for it is an honor to have lived.
Make both life and death a blessing.
Amen.
A prayer by the Blue Dove Foundation
Mi Sheberach for Grief
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“When will I be myself again?”
Some Tuesday, perhaps,
In the late afternoon,
Sitting quietly with a cup of tea
And a cookie;
Or Wednesday, same time or later,
You will stir from a nap and see her;
You will pick up the phone to call her;
You will hear her voice – unexpected advice –
And maybe argue.
And you will not be frightened,
And you will not be sad,
And you will not be alone,
Not alone at all,
And your tears will warm you.
But not today,
And not tomorrow,
And not tomorrow’s tomorrow,
But someday,
Some Tuesday, late in the afternoon,
Sitting quietly with a cup of tea
And a cookie
And you will be yourself again.
From: Beside Still Waters, available for download and purchase.
When Will I Be Myself Again? By Rabbi Lewis Eron
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Baruch atah Adonai
Brucha at Shechina
Blessed One-ness
Bringing connection when there is separation,
Remembering joy even when we cannot.
One-ness,
We are blessed to be part of this holy wholeness
Even if we understand so little of it.
We are blessed to have received so much love,
Even when it is lost.
And we pray for the strength to perceive the blessings
Even when it hurts so much.
Amen.
A Blessing For Those Left Behind
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by Rabbi Rami Shapiro
We are loved by unending love.
We are embraced by arms that find us
even when we are hidden from ourselves.
We are touched by fingers that soothe us
even when we are too proud for soothing.
We are counseled by voices that guide us
even when we are too embittered to hear.
We are loved by unending love.
We are supported by hands that uplift us
even in the midst of a fall.
We are urged on by eyes that meet us
even when we are too weak for meeting.
We are loved by unending love.
Embraced, touched, soothed, and counseled,
ours are the arms, the fingers, the voices;
ours are the hands, the eyes, the smiles;
We are loved by unending love.
From: Beside Still Waters, available for download and purchase.
Baruch atah Adonai
Brucha at Shechina
Blessed One-ness
Bringing connection when there is separation,
Remembering joy even when we cannot.
One-ness,
We are blessed to be part of this holy wholeness
Even if we understand so little of it.
We are blessed to have received so much love,
Even when it is lost.
And we pray for the strength to perceive the blessings
Even when it hurts so much.
Amen.
A Blessing For Those Left Behind
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“When will I be myself again?”
Some Tuesday, perhaps,
In the late afternoon,
Sitting quietly with a cup of tea
And a cookie;
Or Wednesday, same time or later,
You will stir from a nap and see her;
You will pick up the phone to call her;
You will hear her voice – unexpected advice –
And maybe argue.
And you will not be frightened,
And you will not be sad,
And you will not be alone,
Not alone at all,
And your tears will warm you.
But not today,
And not tomorrow,
And not tomorrow’s tomorrow,
But someday,
Some Tuesday, late in the afternoon,
Sitting quietly with a cup of tea
And a cookie
And you will be yourself again.
From: Beside Still Waters, available for download and purchase.
When Will I Be Myself Again? By Rabbi Lewis Eron
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