We've developed tools to deal with the tension created in our systems between us and chronic grief. We seek out pleasure to escape the pain.
And we broke bread... you stood and raised your glass to 'mes amis', whom I had known for centuries, when we had roamed the hills as Cathars.
Our grief opens our hearts back up to loving the wild within, to feeling the power of this aliveness, this love, this passion.
Instead of fighting back the debilitating sense of loss, celebrate your grief, because it shows you that you experienced something meaningful.
Grant your soul permission to be here, to feel everything. Navigate with your heart as compass, intuition as guide, soul as travel partner.
How someone bereaved feels and how they choose to, or very often just do, act is valid, even if, to an outsider, they seem to have lost control.