The many shades of Grief
The grief we live with every day...
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Grief.
It comes in many shades.
Many tones.
Many colours.
It comes in many sounds.
Frequencies.
Vibrations.
Sometimes society accepts Grief.
Easily.
Simply.
Sometimes,
it is more complicated.
Silent.
Hidden.
In disguise.
Grief.
The emptiness that comes
when a loved one dies.Grief.
The pain that is real
when our heart breaks.
Grief.
The reality that is felt
when one we love
forgets our name.
Grief.
The surrendering of our abilities
through illness,
through dis-ease.
***Grief.
When world events are too big
and atrocities too raw.
Grief.
The cry of a baby,
inconsolable.
Distressed.Grief.
The anguish of a parent
whose child is ill .
So very
very
ill.***
Grief.
The memories that awaken
in the silence of the night -
unresolved
unattainable
and not forgotten.
Grief.
When the child within
cries out for a hug,
and the adult
is unable to give.
Grief.
The empty lost hours
being on hold.
On hold.Grief.
When our animals,
our loving pets die.
Grief.
When nature is destroyed
for greed
for power.
Grief.
When the rains flood the landscape
or the drought hardens the soil.
***
Grief.
Broken relationships
Broken hearts.
Grief.
Abuse -
Physical.
Emotional.
Mental.
Spiritual.
Grief.
The aches
that never go away.
The pains
that come at night.
Grief.
Bright lights.
Loud sounds.
Grief.
Unresolved conversations
Hidden.
Silent.
Grief.
The silence,
the ignoring,
that excludes
and does not include.Grief.
When we are included
and yet three’s a crowd.Grief.
The pain of ancestors
that lingers
unhealed
unknown.***
Grief.
Invisible expectations
from family
from friends.From self.
Grief.
The last to be chosen.
The last to be invited.
Grief.
Bullying.
Harassment
Constant targeting.
Grief.
Swallowed words
Silent screams.
Grief.
Empty stares
A quivering mouth.
Grief.
Broken dreams
shattered visions.
Grief.
Financial insecurity.
Government changes.***
Grief.
Lack of contact
Lack of support.Grief
Someone else’s dream.
Someone else’s shoes.
Grief.
Being a sensitive soul
in a not so sensitive world.Grief….
Grief…
Grief…
Grief,
It comes in many colours,
many shades
many tones.
All are real.
All are alive.
All are asking to be named.
And if you were able to name your Grief -
to give it its real name…
what would it be called?
And if you were to ask it…
how can I help you?
how can I hold you?
how can I soothe you?
What would your conversation be like?
A healing blessing for you as you travel the Road of Grief.
May the Road of Grief that you journey upon
be met with kindness and compassion,
May it be met with love and open arms,
May all that you Grieve for
be expressed in ways
that invite
healing words and actions,
rituals and ceremony,
song and dance,
art and creativity.
May the Road of Grief that you journey upon
where many colours shine
be a place where you feel safe to come
safe to enter,
knowing that with tender hands
your many colours of Grief
will be held.
In kindness and compassion,
ps/ Here are three things that may support you as you journey upon the Road of Grief
Last Sunday I recorded this meditation…It may gift you a sense of security and protection in your time of Grief
Just to remind you,
that most times,
it is just One Step at a Time.
If you would like someone to hold sacred space for you, as you name, acknowledge and sit with your Grief, feel free to reach out
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As I sit here considering or letting a name arise for grief, a song began to play in my mind..."hello darkness my old friend, I've come to talk to you again..." You can't even make this stuff up! Sounds of Silence, an old song from my past.
I love this post Sam, all the facets of grief, and the many ways and reasons that grief visits. So like the song, let it in, have a conversation. Just like death, it has things to say. The only thing I sense right now is it wants me to let it move, to let it stretch it's legs.