Dealing with some foundational grief stuff (abandonment issues), so I'm looking forward to taking this in fully. I made some breakthroughs in that "no go" room today and have plans to address some of it artistically and creatively via a piece of writing that I have in mind. It's on the horizon (hasn't it always been?) and I am working up to it. Here's to healing our trauma and wounds and releasing our captive Child who can only be freed by the uniqueness of our special open touch, wise compassion and deep understanding -- in essence: Our Love. OK warm care to you and ALL. E
Dear Elliot, I am deeply sorry for the wounds and I understand them. Grief is a part of us and for us. It's the knowing, the discerning when it's time to walk, write, create through it - otherwise? our choices are none but to grieve and fall frozen. This one life can be rich and full. My poor nana's sister (like so many we have all known, including ourselves, family members, the homeless, ill, widows, .. the losses of self and others) was eaten away to an early death. I have found through a period of wanting to die that living "my purpose" and not living the pain of what others have inflicted is the good road to walk, while we strive to improve what we can control. I have always loved life and I realize my story, your story... it's ours. That's the focus. So we grieve. Our experiences and circumstances will get to us. So we say to it, "okay, I am here and I'll spend a little time on it, but then, I will show you, oh grief and pain, how I will honor what is done and gone."
Write what is truly on your heart and it will help others. Have a sweet weekend and thank you for listening to my babble ❤️😘✨
I was not quite 5 years old when this brave young distant relative of my family gave his life for his country at 23 years old. I can only imagine the grief and the darkness that was embedded in not only our family but so many others at that time.
..and I missed this one too mama!!! I am kicking my butt 🤦♀️
It grieved me to find this out. How important it is for is to keep living for the ones we lost. For our own personal losses. They wouldn't want us to grieve our life away. It doesn't honor them. This was another changing point for me on my path to recovering our family losses.
Dealing with some foundational grief stuff (abandonment issues), so I'm looking forward to taking this in fully. I made some breakthroughs in that "no go" room today and have plans to address some of it artistically and creatively via a piece of writing that I have in mind. It's on the horizon (hasn't it always been?) and I am working up to it. Here's to healing our trauma and wounds and releasing our captive Child who can only be freed by the uniqueness of our special open touch, wise compassion and deep understanding -- in essence: Our Love. OK warm care to you and ALL. E
Dear Elliot, I am deeply sorry for the wounds and I understand them. Grief is a part of us and for us. It's the knowing, the discerning when it's time to walk, write, create through it - otherwise? our choices are none but to grieve and fall frozen. This one life can be rich and full. My poor nana's sister (like so many we have all known, including ourselves, family members, the homeless, ill, widows, .. the losses of self and others) was eaten away to an early death. I have found through a period of wanting to die that living "my purpose" and not living the pain of what others have inflicted is the good road to walk, while we strive to improve what we can control. I have always loved life and I realize my story, your story... it's ours. That's the focus. So we grieve. Our experiences and circumstances will get to us. So we say to it, "okay, I am here and I'll spend a little time on it, but then, I will show you, oh grief and pain, how I will honor what is done and gone."
Write what is truly on your heart and it will help others. Have a sweet weekend and thank you for listening to my babble ❤️😘✨
Warmly appreciated. Much care. E
I was not quite 5 years old when this brave young distant relative of my family gave his life for his country at 23 years old. I can only imagine the grief and the darkness that was embedded in not only our family but so many others at that time.
..and I missed this one too mama!!! I am kicking my butt 🤦♀️
It grieved me to find this out. How important it is for is to keep living for the ones we lost. For our own personal losses. They wouldn't want us to grieve our life away. It doesn't honor them. This was another changing point for me on my path to recovering our family losses.
Love you mama 😘