
The picture above hit me
like a ton of
ROCKS.
It perfectly conveys
the sheer weight of grief.
“It doesn’t get better,” I said. “The pain. The wounds scab over and you don’t always feel like a knife is slashing through you. But when you least expect it, the pain flashes to remind you you’ll never be the same.”
― Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits
To heal, mourning is necessary
“Blessed – lucky – are those who cry. Blessed are those who are sad, who mourn, who feel the loss of what they love – because they will be held by the One who loves them. There is a strange and aching happiness only the hurting know – for they shall be held.”
― Ann Voskamp, The Broken Way: A Daring Path into the Abundant Life
Mourning is bringing feelings up and out
screaming
crying
writing
meditating
journaling
exercising
running
listening to music full bore
whatever it takes
in the present moment
to get the feelings of grief up and out.
What hit me full-force in the picture above is this:
I am weighted down
by rocks of grief
stuffed down deep inside
throughout my life.
As one rock rises up to be mourned
another waits in the shadows,
only to rise up another day.
As they are mourned
one-by-one,
waves after wave,
darkness dance after dance,
hopping shadow to shadow,
I become lighter,
and my light becomes brighter.
With each rock I drop behind
on my journey
my path to healing
progresses
so I can become
Radiantly Healed!
XO Lisa
I post this on my facebook since I know several as everyone does who are grieving deeply. Thank you for putting out there your grief and wisdom learned from it to help others.
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