Tragedy. It strikes. The world stops. Your light flickers, and for a short while halts. The life within you is frozen. And what is left isn't much.
What you are, in presence, is a mess of a human, invaded. Plagued by new feelings and emotions. Some of them rational. Some of them not.
You're torn from the absence and reality of what has just escaped you, and you can't even begin to begin... Anything.
Suffering is something that is shared by all of humanity. The grips of terror and anger and madness that you are experiencing are very real, and should be allowed as a part of your grieving experience.
Most of us try to brave our tempers and tame our tears, but what we really need is to allow these emotions to have their turn with us.
Shoving our pain causes emotional damage to linger, and bitterness to rage. Without really dealing with the issues, we avoid a large part of our freedom: our healing.
While there are many facets and aspects that we may never understand about how or why things happened like they did, we can be like open vessels for our pain to travel through.
The start may be conflicting. Heavy is the blaring voice of rage that twists and grinds its way through your soul. You can feel the absence. A vacancy is exposed by a swift rip and sudden uprooting from your flesh that pounds and throbs with random timing.
It serves as constant reminder of who you were, what once was, and what won't be...
Ever again.
I've felt these things. I'm very aware of the massive calamity it leaves you in its wake.
Death and loss can hold you in its snare, and choke you of your very breath.
But it is necessary to approach death and your feelings, and walk your broken, mangled heart through the process of its grieving.
Because the reward that awaits for you and for me, is a special place. A place that honors and restfully grins with more permission, a happier, healthier peace of mind.
I hope to help you transition through your struggles, and encourage you to be okay with the emotions you have.
Our hearts and our minds are the greatest of value, and we have the power to overcome and see a new day, through the goodness of grief.
