<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" > <channel> <title>Comments on: Seasons of Grief</title> <atom:link href="http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/seasons-of-grief/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" /> <link>http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/seasons-of-grief/</link> <description>The Performing Arts Blog</description> <lastBuildDate>Wed, 20 Aug 2008 01:25:05 +0000</lastBuildDate> <generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.1</generator> <sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod> <sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency> <item> <title>By: Dana</title> <link>http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/seasons-of-grief/comment-page-1/#comment-316</link> <dc:creator>Dana</dc:creator> <pubDate>Sat, 10 Nov 2007 22:33:15 +0000</pubDate> <guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/06/seasons-of-grief/#comment-316</guid> <description>prayer is my cure all, with a little bit of singing...it use to be poetry but in the past few months I have been unable to write any at all, so I focus on music...</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>prayer is my cure all, with a little bit of singing&#8230;it use to be poetry but in the past few months I have been unable to write any at all, so I focus on music&#8230;</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item> <title>By: Maria</title> <link>http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/seasons-of-grief/comment-page-1/#comment-244</link> <dc:creator>Maria</dc:creator> <pubDate>Wed, 07 Nov 2007 03:48:57 +0000</pubDate> <guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/06/seasons-of-grief/#comment-244</guid> <description>Dance is everything to me. On a small scale, when I&#039;ve had a bad day, going to class is always the best cure, even if I don&#039;t feel like it going in. Literally hours prior to a performance I had an earthshatteringly horrible thing happen to me emotionally. At first I wondered how I was going to go on... how could I go through with the performance when this thing had happened to me? I resolved to challenge those emotions into the dance and in the end, I think I danced it better than I had ever danced that piece before.</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dance is everything to me. On a small scale, when I&#8217;ve had a bad day, going to class is always the best cure, even if I don&#8217;t feel like it going in.<br /> Literally hours prior to a performance I had an earthshatteringly horrible thing happen to me emotionally. At first I wondered how I was going to go on&#8230; how could I go through with the performance when this thing had happened to me? I resolved to challenge those emotions into the dance and in the end, I think I danced it better than I had ever danced that piece before.</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item> <title>By: Lady Fox</title> <link>http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/seasons-of-grief/comment-page-1/#comment-263</link> <dc:creator>Lady Fox</dc:creator> <pubDate>Wed, 07 Nov 2007 01:05:58 +0000</pubDate> <guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/06/seasons-of-grief/#comment-263</guid> <description>Suzanne Vega. I immerse myself in music. The song/artist can change, but if I find a moving, touching, heartrending, or any other type of amazing songs/artists, I turn it on, turn it up, and close my eyes and let it take me over.</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Suzanne Vega. </p> <p>I immerse myself in music. The song/artist can change, but if I find a moving, touching, heartrending, or any other type of amazing songs/artists, I turn it on, turn it up, and close my eyes and let it take me over.</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item> <title>By: Cherie</title> <link>http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/seasons-of-grief/comment-page-1/#comment-261</link> <dc:creator>Cherie</dc:creator> <pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 22:56:53 +0000</pubDate> <guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/06/seasons-of-grief/#comment-261</guid> <description>I&#039;m ok now, but I suffered a terrible series of losses--death of my husband, loss of my home, two cancers, mother with Alzheimer&#039;s--and what saved me was dance. And now I live in Buenos Aires and teach tango with my Argentine partner. I&#039;ve rebuilt my life, and I&#039;m thankful and happy. But I still grieve.</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m ok now, but I suffered a terrible series of losses&#8211;death of my husband, loss of my home, two cancers, mother with Alzheimer&#8217;s&#8211;and what saved me was dance.</p> <p>And now I live in Buenos Aires and teach tango with my Argentine partner.</p> <p>I&#8217;ve rebuilt my life, and I&#8217;m thankful and happy. But I still grieve.</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item> <title>By: DDog</title> <link>http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/seasons-of-grief/comment-page-1/#comment-137</link> <dc:creator>DDog</dc:creator> <pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 21:14:04 +0000</pubDate> <guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/06/seasons-of-grief/#comment-137</guid> <description>I&#039;ve written songs. My Livejournal used to get me through a lot but now I&#039;m not in the right place to write in it for some reason. I bury myself in music whose beauty breaks my heart. I write poetry. Sometimes I just write, sometimes I tear it up afterwards. I&#039;m not really a dancer but sometimes the world gives me music and I don&#039;t have a choice.</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;ve written songs. My Livejournal used to get me through a lot but now I&#8217;m not in the right place to write in it for some reason. I bury myself in music whose beauty breaks my heart. I write poetry. Sometimes I just write, sometimes I tear it up afterwards. I&#8217;m not really a dancer but sometimes the world gives me music and I don&#8217;t have a choice.</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item> <title>By: Anna</title> <link>http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/seasons-of-grief/comment-page-1/#comment-259</link> <dc:creator>Anna</dc:creator> <pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 15:06:26 +0000</pubDate> <guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/06/seasons-of-grief/#comment-259</guid> <description>I smiled when I saw that you said a break up is not like a widows loss...because I think it is, in fact if unexpected can be worse as you still see them and yet cannot be with them. For me when I write it is about loss in general and I always remember a doctor saying to me &#039;Allow yourself time. If your hand was broken you would wear a cast, your heart is broken and in the same way needs time to heal&#039; and that is so true...so keep smiling!</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I smiled when I saw that you said a break up is not like a widows loss&#8230;because I think it is, in fact if unexpected can be worse as you still see them and yet cannot be with them. For me when I write it is about loss in general and I always remember a doctor saying to me &#8216;Allow yourself time. If your hand was broken you would wear a cast, your heart is broken and in the same way needs time to heal&#8217; and that is so true&#8230;so keep smiling!</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> <item> <title>By: Douglas Karr</title> <link>http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/seasons-of-grief/comment-page-1/#comment-222</link> <dc:creator>Douglas Karr</dc:creator> <pubDate>Tue, 06 Nov 2007 14:45:38 +0000</pubDate> <guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.fameorfamine.com/2007/11/06/seasons-of-grief/#comment-222</guid> <description>When I separated (many moons ago), I went to counseling and my counselor did liken the event to a death. She made me understand that it&#039;s the marriage that died - and with that comes all of the stages of grief associated with a person passing. Best of luck to you. My only advise is that it takes much less energy to forgive, be nice, and move on. Anger, jealousy, etc. are simply things that rip you apart and take so much more out of you. My ex-wife and I have 2 kids together and we&#039;re not friends - but we&#039;re definitely not enemies, either. We both hope each other is doing well and we&#039;ve both moved on. Without the hurt and anger, things are so much easier. Let go, let God, and you&#039;ll find yourself back on your feet in no time.</description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I separated (many moons ago), I went to counseling and my counselor did liken the event to a death. She made me understand that it&#8217;s the marriage that died &#8211; and with that comes all of the stages of grief associated with a person passing.</p> <p>Best of luck to you. My only advise is that it takes much less energy to forgive, be nice, and move on. Anger, jealousy, etc. are simply things that rip you apart and take so much more out of you. My ex-wife and I have 2 kids together and we&#8217;re not friends &#8211; but we&#8217;re definitely not enemies, either. </p> <p>We both hope each other is doing well and we&#8217;ve both moved on. Without the hurt and anger, things are so much easier. Let go, let God, and you&#8217;ll find yourself back on your feet in no time.</p> ]]></content:encoded> </item> </channel> </rss>
