{"id":887,"date":"2019-03-29T20:06:15","date_gmt":"2019-03-30T01:06:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/brennabusse.com\/?p=887"},"modified":"2019-04-07T20:20:16","modified_gmt":"2019-04-08T01:20:16","slug":"being-human-cycle-of-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brennabusse.com\/being-human-cycle-of-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Being Human – Cycle Of Life"},"content":{"rendered":"
It has been a couple of months since I last connected with all of you — and a huge shift has happened in my life: my mother has died. A beautiful death — she, Eleanor vibrant until the last hours– with hospice, at home, our close family singing her on her way. It is an archetypal moment — where we all must stand at some point in our lives. Mother — our gateway to life, with all of the complicated years of growing in her guidance and her shadow. A profound loss, and also a kind of freedom.<\/p>\r\n
In the midst, my daughter, Antara shared the sweet, joyous news that she and Zach are pregnant with their first child! With joy and sadness swirling, I traveled to Mexico for our annual art camp retreat. There, I mostly wrote, and created with the environment. I would like to share some of my findings with you.<\/p>\r\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
It has been a couple of months since I last connected with all of you — and a huge shift has happened in my life: my mother has died. A beautiful death — she, Eleanor vibrant until the last hours– with hospice, at home, our close family singing her on her way. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":888,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"tpl-full-width.php","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"\n