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Grief- The Knife to the Heart

Death is inevitable, the looming reality, that the journey on Earth is temporary. Although we observe the life cycles of all living things, we are devastated by loss and fear our own mortality.

Grief is an emotion that cannot be avoided. The pain is excruciating when loved ones, including pets, transition to the other side. A piece of us dies with them. Functioning like robots, we tend to daily tasks, but our hearts are non-participants.

Psychiatrist Elisabeth Kübler-Ross developed a theory that we go through five distinct stages of grief after the loss of a loved one: Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and finally acceptance. I experienced all of these, but some during the five years that my husband fought leukemia. Denial came when he was diagnosed and relapsed from a bone marrow transplant. Bargaining was in the form of prayer during his treatment. Because he was suffering without hope of recovery, I felt acceptance and relief at his transition. Two years later, when time had dulled the illness and treatment nightmares, I was angry because he had left me to navigate life’s challenges alone. The last item is depression. Over the last seven years, I monitored my mood. Was I clinically depressed? No, but I felt a dark cloud overshadowing everything. Nothing felt the same. It was as if a nerve had been snipped from my body. I felt and enjoyed with all my senses, but the intensity was missing.

There is no time limit on grief, but we can take charge to avoid being devoured. Our loved ones are in a place of unconditional love and light. We remain here because there is more learning, growing and loving to do. Regardless of your beliefs concerning perpetual life, while here, you must survive. Reality bites when the loved one’s death puts you into financial hardship. You may have a family to feed, mortgage and other debts. Nobody is going to rush in on a white charger to save you. After the initial shock, there is no time for pity parties or for sitting in the corner to suck your thumb. Moving forward is the only way to survive. The progress may be slow. You may feel like you are slogging knee deep in molasses, with tears gushing from your eyes. The path may seem dark as pitch.  Keep going, if only by baby steps.

With time, the journey becomes easier. Set realistic expectations. Become friends with grief. Know that dates, songs, pictures and places may trigger waves of sorrow. Feel and deal with the emotion when it arises. Have a good cry. When the intensity recedes, continue your healing journey.

Love and pamper yourself. Work on mind, body and spirit health. Stay open for signs from your loved ones. I experienced electronic irregularities, coins, feathers, scents, songs on the radio, random memories, a chill, tummy blips, butterflies, dragonflies, birds and ringing bells. Repeating numbers may be messages from the angels. Multiple fours appear to me several times a day. They are on the clock, computer, license plates, receipts and car odometer. Other repeating numbers include my birthday and 1111. Your loved ones reach across the veil to give you comfort and support. Be open to their love. Their vibration is higher than ours. Raise yours to meet them. Deep in sorrow, you will miss the messages.

Grief hurts and is merciless. Struggle through the void. Find joy and be grateful. Beauty surrounds. Open your heart to receive the love.

Light

Light shined into corners dark

Watch the guilty scatter

Hidden from the naked eye

Ugly deeds uncovered

Empathy, integrity

Honor, truth, compassion

Restoration needed now

Posterity at risk

Turn the Page

book

 

Change, terrifies

Fear of unknown

Slam a door shut

Open anew

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Permanence not

Cycle of life

Post death, rebirth

Fluctuation

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Turning the page

Write new chapter

Adventures wait

Onward saga.

Transformation

Face over NY

Listen!

Whispers of Change

SHOUTED Worldwide

Pandemic

Injustice

Economy

Environment

Time to Reflect

Trade Fear for Love

Selfish Interests for Common Good

We Are One!

Come Together

Come Together3

life matters

PEACE

Peace

Life

Life

Snug Harbor

harbor mackinac island

Captain sets the anchor firm

In safe, calm anchorage

Two A.M. in howling winds

The anchor frees its hold

 

Set adrift with no control

The vessel doomed to crash

Waves are whipped to beer-like froth

React or blow away

 

Harbor snug was perfect choice

Or so the captain thought

Storms disrupt the best laid plans

To teach, so we may learn

 

Lives on Earth are fleeting times

For soul progression growth

Thrust outside the comfort zone

Be lost or reach for home

 

Guidance there, for us to ask

Free will, but help nearby

Practice stillness listening

The angels wait to aid

 

Life is full of miracles

Go forth, fear not, be brave

God’s got this, the plan is set

Believe! Feel Joy! Rejoice!

HOPE

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Wish not for the return to “normal”

Selfish agendas, divisiveness, wars

Hope for a “new” way of being

One that honors Earth and all living creatures.