The Creative Capacity of Grief.
We borrow grief rituals from other cultures and forget that these cultures also make a daily space to feel grief... and allow the heart to unburden itself.
Browsing Tag:
grief
Not Alone: Grieving the Loss of My Child. {poetry}
How could they? How selfish? How ignorant for anyone to think they have the right to judge such tragedy and loss? How dare you?
’Tis the Season… for Holiday Overwhelm and Hallmark Hell.
Maybe the days are laced with more than a little overwhelm as you navigate the missing of what once was, or the ache for who is no longer here.
The Blessing I Received Through Mourning My Mom.
Moving from grief into mourning is accepting that the loss has occurred, feeling it fully, and actively moving through it, so that it is transformed.
Climate Story: The Great Potential.
Current predictions give 10-12 years before climate catastrophe is realized... We would do well to accept a future defined by climate change.
Sung Home: Chapter One. {fiction}
Sylvia found out that Darian was no Prince Charming. Darian’s compound had been the only home I had known for the last seven years, almost half my life.
The Soul Wound and the Infinite Possibility of the Unknown.
We are not taught how to navigate the uncomfortable complexity of simplicity, how to be uncomfortable or embrace grief as an ally of an open heart.
Grief Is the Salve: Season of the Fallen Flowers.
When we sit with our grief, it creates a canopy of leaves under which we can cry. Our fear is that the grief will overpower us and we’ll drown in our tears.
Grief, Touching up My Memories. {poetry}
I danced
with joy
with great delight
and utter and complete abandon
Could grief be right?
Could joy be found
among the memories
that grief now tightly held?
A Queen’s Quest for Sovereignty and How It Led to Divorce. {Part Three}
This is what I thought is was to be sovereign, and yet, my whole body was in revolt, telling me otherwise. My words did not match my energetic frequency.
