Comments on: In loving memory http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/ uncovering life's layers, exploring truth's terrain... Thu, 20 Nov 2008 17:11:30 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0.4 by: Sage http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1553 Sat, 25 Nov 2006 23:38:03 +0000 http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1553 Kristin, I feel the grief of this sacrifice. May your shiny blue music find inspired new ways to come through the magnificent instrument of your life. Kristin, I feel the grief of this sacrifice. May your shiny blue music find inspired new ways to come through the magnificent instrument of your life.

]]> by: Kristin http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1538 Thu, 16 Nov 2006 04:35:53 +0000 http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1538 It was that kind of loss, dear Jen. I need to post a picture of our new bookshelves, though, which we spent all of Sunday trying to put together in the middle of Elijah doing his darnedest to get at the tools and everything else possible while we were distracted. They are beautiful, and every night before bed, and every morning when I rise, I look at all those old friends perched on them, who've been boxed away for over 2 years now, and feel like maybe--and this is not totally for sure yet--the trade was worth it. I will feel better once we can find a used (and cheap) keyboard to buy, that I can use headphones with, and hear the echoes of our Lovely who is now in the home of a dear family who can give her voice the exercise it was so starved for here. But yes, her absense does make think of your bike... It was that kind of loss, dear Jen. I need to post a picture of our new bookshelves, though, which we spent all of Sunday trying to put together in the middle of Elijah doing his darnedest to get at the tools and everything else possible while we were distracted. They are beautiful, and every night before bed, and every morning when I rise, I look at all those old friends perched on them, who’ve been boxed away for over 2 years now, and feel like maybe–and this is not totally for sure yet–the trade was worth it. I will feel better once we can find a used (and cheap) keyboard to buy, that I can use headphones with, and hear the echoes of our Lovely who is now in the home of a dear family who can give her voice the exercise it was so starved for here.

But yes, her absense does make think of your bike…

]]> by: jen lemen http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1533 Wed, 15 Nov 2006 13:03:52 +0000 http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1533 i keep coming back to this post, hoping you've posted something new, but now reading this again and again, i'm starting to feel like your piano was a shiny-blue-girl-bike type loss! i hope you're feeling better... i keep coming back to this post, hoping you’ve posted something new, but now reading this again and again, i’m starting to feel like your piano was a shiny-blue-girl-bike type loss! i hope you’re feeling better…

]]> by: Kristin http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1529 Mon, 13 Nov 2006 19:51:31 +0000 http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1529 Christine, how fascinating! Maybe a cello will land on your doorstep one day soon, and you will know why it came, and also where it can sleep at night. I'll wish for this to be so. Hadashi, my heart is so warmed. That is about the not silliest thing I can think of. I'm all teared up. I'm going to go read your post. Christine, how fascinating! Maybe a cello will land on your doorstep one day soon, and you will know why it came, and also where it can sleep at night. I’ll wish for this to be so.

Hadashi, my heart is so warmed. That is about the not silliest thing I can think of. I’m all teared up. I’m going to go read your post.

]]> by: hadashi http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1528 Mon, 13 Nov 2006 17:55:45 +0000 http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1528 Kristin, again you've gotten me off my duff and inspired me to more careful, actionable living. thank you. and i'm sorry, too, because i understand that weird hole when the piano's gone. i wrote some time ago (http://www.blackphoebe.com/hadashi/archives/2006/04/post_11.html) about my piano finally coming back to me after years of exile, and my absolute terror at trying to get to know it again. it's been a bumpy return, but i've been trying... because of all the reasons you gave about hearts and music and pianos being part of you through joy & sorrow. your giving it up -- for now -- is hard, because it makes perfect practical sense while something inside of you misses it already. so to sit shiva with you, so to speak, i've been listening to the Wailin Jennys for the last hour (another thank you), and promise you that today i will play my piano in memoriam of yours. i hope that's not too silly... thanks for reminding me that i need to treasure it, use it, while i have this chance again. Kristin, again you’ve gotten me off my duff and inspired me to more careful, actionable living. thank you. and i’m sorry, too, because i understand that weird hole when the piano’s gone.
i wrote some time ago (http://www.blackphoebe.com/hadashi/archives/2006/04/post_11.html) about my piano finally coming back to me after years of exile, and my absolute terror at trying to get to know it again. it’s been a bumpy return, but i’ve been trying… because of all the reasons you gave about hearts and music and pianos being part of you through joy & sorrow. your giving it up — for now — is hard, because it makes perfect practical sense while something inside of you misses it already.
so to sit shiva with you, so to speak, i’ve been listening to the Wailin Jennys for the last hour (another thank you), and promise you that today i will play my piano in memoriam of yours. i hope that’s not too silly… thanks for reminding me that i need to treasure it, use it, while i have this chance again.

]]> by: Sacred Art of Living http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1527 Mon, 13 Nov 2006 05:46:45 +0000 http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1527 A very poignant story Kristin. I too have a longing to learn to play the cello, cellos have even been haunting my dreams lately and I am trying to listen to what this means for me living in a small condo with not a lot of space. I think the longing will have to sustain me for a while. Blessings, Christine A very poignant story Kristin. I too have a longing to learn to play the cello, cellos have even been haunting my dreams lately and I am trying to listen to what this means for me living in a small condo with not a lot of space. I think the longing will have to sustain me for a while. Blessings, Christine

]]> by: Kristin http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1526 Sat, 11 Nov 2006 17:44:26 +0000 http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1526 Thank you, Lori. Thank you, Lori.

]]> by: Lori http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1524 Fri, 10 Nov 2006 21:05:45 +0000 http://www.kristinnoelle.com/2006/11/10/in-loving-memory/#comment-1524 Oh Kristin, I'm sorry that you had to say goodbye to this friend of yours! It is an eerie thing for me, because sitting in our front room is a piano almost identical to the one you sold, with just slightly different carving on the legs. And it provides that same kind of solace for my sister when she plays, and for me when I'm there to hear. Sympathy for your heart...and may you find solace in new and surprising ways, despite the loss of your piano. Oh Kristin, I’m sorry that you had to say goodbye to this friend of yours! It is an eerie thing for me, because sitting in our front room is a piano almost identical to the one you sold, with just slightly different carving on the legs. And it provides that same kind of solace for my sister when she plays, and for me when I’m there to hear.

Sympathy for your heart…and may you find solace in new and surprising ways, despite the loss of your piano.

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