Invitation to Grieve
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Our culture often rushes the season of grieving. The truth is grieving our personal pain, losses and difficult life experiences is such a profoundly personal and individual process. There is so set time frame. There is no right or wrong way for our grief to be expressed. We can, however, offer an invitation for our grief to be allowed to surface or extend that invitation to someone we care about who is struggling with loss. Embracing and walking through the extent of our grief, experiencing it in its fullest is a difficult yet powerful part of the healing journey. I share this poetic piece for all those who mourn the loss of someone dear, the loss of innocence, the loss of a dream, the loss that tragedy, trauma and the pain of this world can bring. I humbly offer my words born out of my own journey and pray they offer a moment of solace and hope. May love surround you as you quietly read......
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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.......Invitation to Grieve......
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
WEEP...as long as the tears continue to rise from the wounded places in your heart...
Each tear is divinely held and not one is forgotten or wasted...cry when you don't even know why the tears fall...cry when you most want to be strong...cry the tears that well as you hug those that surround you...cry when the sweetness of a child or the kindness of another touches your heart....cry in the quietness of times alone...cry for the hurt...the loss...the brokenness...the despair...the pain...honor the lives of those that were lost with your tears...shed tears for the loss of innocent dreams...cry for the senseless tragedy and cry for joy amidst tragedy...cry as a child who shamelessly weeps in her mother's lap...for tears nuture healing...the precious and unspoken language from hearts that truly feel...
 
 
 
 
 
 
FEEL...what your mind and body aches to release....
Divine mercy has given us every emotion we may experience as a gift of healing...healing that takes time...when the numbness and shock give way to the deepest recesses of anger...rage your fists ...ask the questions we seldom dare...Why?...Where are you God?...Do you see me?...Fall in the arms of those you hold dear and safe and bear your soul's pain...its burden...its exhaustion...be not ashamed of its duration or intensity...or its messiness and unique expression...if you need a season of retreat ask for time away...never let anyone tell you.."you shouldn't feel that way" or "you should be over this by now"...but let the grief, the helplessness, the fear, the aching come to the surface...it was never meant to remain buried and hidden from the light...but know that some days...when feelings are elusive or strangely absent...trust in giving the mind and body relief and rest...laugh when you are fortunate to feels joy rise up...do not fear the unbearable depth of your feelings...know that in those deep waters you are held near and you will not be lost there...embrace the unconditional love of those sent into your life...reach out your hand for healing touch....
 
 
 
 
TOUCH...the hands of those who reach towards you...
 
 
The human heart was never meant to suffer alone...in silence...in agony...in darkness, secrecy or shame...the warmth of another's hand can release the tears that resist escape...two souls side by side can divide the aching sorrow...In a world of increasing individualism, disconnectedness and false intimacy, the physical and tender nearness of others can be a rare commodity...but it is a divine necessity in the face of devastation...let yourself be embraced...receive eye to eye and heart to heart contact...fall into another's arms and just silently hold each other...let someone sit quietly beside you even when there is nothing to say to relieve the sadness...when you cannot comprehend the magnitude of the loss...when painful images or memories continue to assault your mind...let the touch of those who love you help your pain find expression...receive the gifts of support and drink deeply of the comfort extended...but do not fear deep solitude and what it needs to express..
 
 
 
 
 
 
EXPRESS...in voice, in writing, in art, in movement, in nature...
Whether joy or sorrow, laughter or tears, painful loss will bring voice to emotions whose depths might feel unfamiliar...risky...scary...share your heart even so...your memories...talk about your fears, your struggles, the questions, your sadness...when you need to be alone give yourself that gift...expression might find itself in swells of great anguish or times of quiet tears...talk...and then talk again...journal about all that you hold dear...all that was lost...create, walk, hike, dance, move the body...share the story of your loss...the story of your pain...make a friend...be a friend...let yourself be truly known...offer gratitude and kindness to those coming behind you on this path...Divine compassion for us all can be found in the heart of vulnerable and authentic community...letting others into our lives and carrying each other's heartaches and celebrations...holding the broken and the beautiful...allowing love to slowly transform grief...and open the heart once again to...live, love and laugh...to heal.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
May Divine Love keep you safe...bear your hurt with you...and may hope surround your aching heart this day...in a time when all who care for you want so desperately to help soothe the wounds...we wait patiently for the sacred timing of grief and healing tears to fall...you are not alone...
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
"An Invitation to Grieve"
Lani Kent
Copyright 2009
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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