Keep an eye on this page for information about our Holiday Potluck!
As we wrap up auction season, we’d like to share with you some of the lovely pictures taken at the 2014 Detlef Schrempf Celebrity Auction and Gala. The Ripple of Giving was truly felt as hundreds gave to benefit the programs of Inspire Youth Project and The Healing Center. Thank you to everyone who attended, volunteered, or donated items. Your generosity inspires us and the work we do!
Come to The Healing Center’s 2 summer children’s groups! All ages will meet together and there will be a parent group offered concurrently. Below are the dates offered:
Weds. July 16th from 4:00 – 5:30pm
Weds. August 13th from 4:00 – 5:30pm
We’re also holding summer day camps! They will be held on Wednesday’s from 10:00am – 3:00pm. Check ‘em out:
July 9th Meet at The Healing Center. Walk to Greenlake for fun in the park and a swim in the pool.
July 23rd Explore Volunteer Park and the Asian Art Museum. Group art project followed by tour of conservatory, climbing the stairs of the water tower, and playing at the playground/wading pool.
Aug. 6th Woodland Park Zoo
Aug. 20th Visit the EMP (Experience Music Project) for a tour, scavenger hunt, and ice cream.
Registration required. Please contact Jeanne for more information and to register firstname.lastname@example.org or call (206) 523-1206.
On May 4th 2014, The Healing Center celebrated it’s 6th Annual May Day Walk at Gas Works Park with over 60 participants and 25 volunteers. Here are our top 3 reasons why we loved the day and are excited to keep the May Day Walk tradition going for our Healing Center community. Be sure to check out the pictures below.
1. YOU – Nothing makes us happier than seeing our Healing Center friends and families come together. We believe so much benefit comes from meeting others that have shared the experience of walking through grief. While this year it was under more drops of rain than rays of sun, we are so grateful for all who joined us and those who couldn’t make it but supported their friends and family in other ways. You are our inspiration.
2. The chance to remember – Transitional periods can be difficult – even the transition between seasons. As we move swiftly into spring, we enjoyed the opportunity to do some reflection during the art activities during the Walk. We wrote a message to our loved one on a message flag. We considered what we’d say to them in a private message. We contemplated the meaning of short-blooming cherry blossoms during origami folding. We stood with everyone and felt the words of the poem, “We Remember Them”.
3. Support for our programs – With the combined donations from The May Day Walk and GiveBIG two days later, we received $63,053 from our generous supporters. This doesn’t even include the GiveBIG “stretch funds” that will be applied to our GiveBIG donations soon. These funds mean so much to The Healing Center and our community. They keep our doors open, buy pizza for our weekly children’s groups, make healing client retreats possible, and help to train our dedicated volunteers – all contributing to our overall mission of offering a safe, loving place that honors grief, helping you to move through it and heal. We thank those who fund-raised for us, our wonderful donors, and our $5,000 sponsors, Safe Crossings Foundation, Nintendo, and University District Kiwanis. THANK YOU!
When a loved one dies, it can be difficult to ask for help from friends and family when you are feeling overwhelmed. Even when the “call if you need anything” offers pour in from generous people who want to help, we tend to suffer alone. Our “to do” list fills up with tasks that our loved one used to complete, or chores we just don’t find the energy for anymore.
Instead of letting those tasks pile up and become a bigger problem, we encourage you to reach out to your circle of people who have offered to help. Mobilizing the “call if you need anything” offers can not only help reduce the pressure of life but can open up communication with you and your friends and family about the grief process. Take a moment to read this story of how one young widow asked her friends for help: http://bit.ly/N6GgIu
This week The New Yorker featured an essay written by Mark Slouka, “Nobody’s Son”, a piece that looks deep into Slouka’s own grief in the wake of his father’s death.
Although we all will have a time in our lives that we grieve the death of a person dear to us, sometimes it takes a honest portrayal such as this to realize it is a commonality we all share.
One of our goals at The Healing Center is to bring adults and children together who have similar losses so we can support each other. However, as Slouka’s essay expresses, and as grievers know, “in the aftermath of loss, the ones you love will keep you whole, but the journey is yours alone. Whatever you do, whatever you feel, becomes the map.”
We hope you can keep this in mind as we transition into a new year. “Nobody’s Son” outlines one man’s grief story but we all have our own that are ever changing as we experience new things and gain new perspectives. To end with what Slouka believes his father would tell him if he could: “You don’t love me less by living more. Live! Live like you mean it.”
Stephen F. Dapogny, a gifted writer, devoted father and my loving husband, wrote the following poem in the Spring of 2009, a year after his father’s death. On September 24, 2011, Steve was struck and killed by a car while crossing Lake Shore Drive in Chicago, IL. The world lost a sensitive, honorable, capable and caring man that day. I lost my best friend of thirty years and my children lost a father who raised them from toddlers as an at-home Dad. I am incredibly grateful to have his poems to remind me what a talented man I had the good fortune to know and love for over 30 years. Steve also wrote this blog during his father’s battle with Alzheimer’s. As you’ll see, Steve wrote from the heart. Few hearts are not moved by his words
Nothing is Forever
Not the deserts. They were once seas.
Not the beaches. They always move.
Not the rocks and the mountains. Erosion takes its toll.
Multiplied by time
Wreak havoc in our world
In slow motion
Nothing lasts forever
Least of all me
Not my thoughts. Not my memories.
Not my words. I will be nothing.
But there is forever
And there is continuity
Whether men remember or not
When they pause and reflect
On what has passed before
The fact of the matter
Is matter is me
I cannot be created or destroyed
But only changed from one form into another
So the very atoms of my existence
Will continue in this world
Until this world ends
Whereupon they will be released into the universe
As matter or energy. Or particles or waves.
But that bit of energy, that bit of mass
Was once me
And therefore I will stay
In this world, of this world
But still here, disparate parts
They spring anew and oblivious back into circulation
Of the water of the hydrosphere
Of the carbon in the food chain
Of the energy used to produce
A new person
And some small part of me will be useful
Will be part of the world
Part of the life of those to come
Part of the very matter of their existence
Even though they do not see me
Do not feel me
Do not remember me
I will always be there