we discover that falling in the canyon is our initiation—Mark Nepo, “The Life After Tears”  I didn’t land. I fell and I fell and I fell.At first as I plummeted, I feared the landing,imagining an imminent crash. Then,I fell through nights and middays. Fell throughkitchen floors and highways. Fell throughbirthdays and Saturdays. Fell until the senseof … Continue reading After I Fell in the Canyon of Grief