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Widowed people created Soaring Spirits because we discovered that connecting with other widowed people made the challenges of surviving a spouse or partner a little easier to manage.

There is a widowed community here at Soaring Spirits that offers widowed men and women understanding, friendship, inspiration, and encouragement as they learn to live without the person with whom they intended to spend the rest of their lives. 

Soaring Spirits communities, both online and in-person, are diverse, inclusive, secular, and positive. We share resources, ideas, energy, and most importantly, hope.

We believe that hope matters.

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Going With It

The big news is, we found a place to rent here in Kona that has agreed to the dogs. It’s only up the block, so moving should be relatively easy. It’s expensive…but thankfully my boyfriend is with us for all the support both emotional and financial that it will entail. 

 

It has not come easy. It took weeks for the owner to come around to us (apparently, two dogs are better than a group of young single people or a family of 10). We had to endure a long, detailed financial application and background check. And the hardest, for me, has been the emotion of it all.

 

My stay at the house my beautiful late husband and I shared is coming to an end.

 

I will leave part of me behind here. My heart, or most of it, it feels like. 

 

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Dreaming On, and Singing this New Life to Me~

I finally had a moment to watch Michele’s keynote address from Toronto this week.  As always, it touched me to my bones. It made me stop and consider, in my own life…what dreams did Chuck and I have?  Have I continued his dream?  Have I dreamed my own dreams?

And, as I considered, my hand drifted down to my right leg, where, on the outside part below the knee, I had a tattoo inscribed my second year of widowhood.

I was at the Sturgis Bike Rally in South Dakota in 2014, the year after Chuck’s death.  Our daughter was with me on this stint of my Odyssey of Love and we stumbled into the rally accidentally. Since we were there, we decided to amble around and people watch and while doing so, we came across a tattoo shop. I’d known for a while that I wanted another tattoo, but was uncertain, until that moment we passed it, what I wanted on my leg.

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I Dream of Wandering

“I dream of wandering”

That was the simple, unpolished statement written upon my paper heart at Camp Widow.  Sarah and I were a large part of the message release there...constructing the large heart, cutting out all of the smaller ones, mounting it in the banquet area, and being the first two to place our torn dreams in front of the rest of the campers.  I knew what was to be asked by Michele, well in advance, and so when the time came, I had my answer swiftly.

I enjoy “wandering”.  I love finding new places, whether on the road, or trudging through knee-deep mud.  Very often, I will pick a dot on the map, and head “that direction” in the most wandering way possible.  For me, the journey is truly part of the adventure.

 

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