Roxanna Kopp Smith

Tag: death

  • Aint Nuthin’ But a ‘G’ Thang

    Got your attention?  I’m talking about the ‘G’ word…Grief, not Gangsta.  I hope you don’t stop reading just because you found out this post is about grief.  I think people, and Western culture in particular, have an unease about the word grief.  “Ugh…so heavy…grief” my friend says when she hears that I’ve titled my trip…

  • What a difference a year makes

    It’s kind of a personal story…one that is better told through smiles, gestures…tears.  Sitting with a cup of tea and a comfy cushion, a nice blanket to wrap up in, a sheepskin to lie down on…perhaps a few candles burning.  I would tell you this story on a perfect night like this, the wind whooshing…

  • Escape to Reality

    “Be melting snow. Wash yourself of yourself.” — Rumi Sometimes when a dream dies, it can feel like a death. A death of the self – an idea, a belief, or an identity…or all of the above. Our family has had a series of big hits lately. To protect everyone’s privacy I won’t go into…

  • Life and Death

    I’m thinking about Life.  How I was in LA for a week – lala land – literally and figuratively, taking a break from Boulder.  Just got back on Monday night and by yesterday I was climbing the walls wishing for more ‘meaning’, missing my death work really and truly. I shared with a few people…

  • Varanasi – second stop on our India trip

    “Brace yourself.  You’re about to enter one of the most blindingly colorful, unrelentingly chaotic and unapologetically indiscreet places on earth.  Varanasi takes no prisoners.  But if you’re ready for it, this may just turn out to be your favorite stop of all.” -Lonely Planet  INDIA Also known as the City of Life, this is one…