Moving through Grief

No one wants to talk about grief. Do you?

What comes up for you when you hear the word?

Maybe you have even decided to skip reading this newsletter because you are thinking "this doesn't apply to me".

Maybe you are thinking you don't want to read about grief right now because there is too much intensity going on in the world.

But I would ask you, dear soul, how can we not talk about it?  ​

I don't need to name all the loss, the collective trauma we have all been through these last couple years. Both personally and globally. 

What I am asking, is for you to expand your awareness and to simply find and name your grief. 

Under what name, is it hiding within you? 

Perhaps your fear or anxiety or overwhelm is masked grief?  

Your restlessness, your rage, your frustration?

Your disillusionment, your addictions, your over spending, over eating, over consuming, over thinking...?

Could these be your way of coping with the unnamed grief, swirling within you?

The origins of the word grief come from Latin, meaning-heavy or grave, and from the Old French, meaning-burden or encumber. 

Is there anything within you that feels, heavy, encumbered, burdened?  
This, is your grief. 

Trying to suppress grief can prolong its process. Grief is its own animal and moves through us each in our own unique way. We need to give it time and permission to express and release.

There is profound healing in being brokenhearted and in engaging in the grieving process.

For one, it cracks us open, to let in new possibility. 

For these troubled times, I would offer, that it is imperative to be whole AND broken at the same time. 

To grieve, means allowing the release of the old and expanding your capacity, even within the uncertainty. 

Let yourself be stretched. 

Let's acknowledge our collective grief and let the world crack us open right now.

Let's all, let loose a collective, keening wail to be heard across the planet. 

May this sound reverberate at a healing vibration....let the sound and the acknowledgement of what it is- stir us to action, to awareness, possibility. 

Grieve like your life depends on it, like all of our lives do. 

Because, if we give grief its proper place, its proper name, perhaps our confusion turns to wisdom and the brokenness turns to gold. 

Perhaps something lightens and lifts off our weary hearts just a bit, guides us forward, through the pain, the difficulty and gives us the strength for that moment, to take one more step. 

Expressing our grief and allowing it to move through, making room for it, creates more space for joy, for presence, for awe, for beauty and also for doing the necessary and dirty work needed.

If you name it, you can heal it and that may be our most important task of all time. 
The old coping mechanisms aren't working.

Let's try this.

Let's do it together. ​