It comes in waves, this grief in many forms. The loss, the uncertainty, the anger, the regret. It's not overwhelming, unless you believe it. It's not destructive, unless you believe it to be who you are. It's not a drowning place, unless you give up and forget the light of your true nature.
The poetry of your words and this potent but tender reminder is so helpful today. I love the image of the waves. The reminder that it will let go of itself when fully allowed...those waves. It speaks to my heart.
IT COMES IN WAVES
The poetry of your words and this potent but tender reminder is so helpful today. I love the image of the waves. The reminder that it will let go of itself when fully allowed...those waves. It speaks to my heart.
Yessss... 🙏❤