I recently heard a woman speaking about vibrational energies and how important it is to raise our energy to a place of light and love. How certain things in life will drag us down into low, dark-filled energy. Then she gave an example of such a place of low vibrational energy and darkness. “Grief, ” she said. I was stunned. It struck me as odd and I’ve thought a good deal about it the last few days. I’m saddened by the idea of grief being somehow negative and something we should want to rise up out of. I couldn’t disagree more. Grief IS love. We can’t love without grief and we cant grieve without having loved.
That we grieve is universal. How we grieve is unique for each one of us. Our culture views grief as something to be hidden away. The pain and sadness our own to deal with in the dark of the night when no one can see or hear our cries. This culture expects our grieving to be time-limited and completed, rather than the lifelong part of ourselves we carry throughout our days. There should be no shame in our pain, not something to hide from others. Some moments we will weep while others we laugh, and still others a mix of both. Research continues to show that to shed tears in the presence of another is more healing than to do so alone. The actual chemical make-up of the tears is different in each case. Remember that.
Throughout my life, I have experienced many deep personal losses and have and continue to spend my career working with death, loss, grief. And as I begin this next chapter of grieving in my own life I decided to do what I always do-write through it. I invite you to join me on my journey with grief. I will continue to write this series “on grief” over the next weeks, months, as long as necessary so that we can all come to a knowing that grief is love and doesn’t need to be the dark energy needing to be risen above. It’s time to experience grief as the love it is in all of its forms in the light of loving energy. I look forward to hearing your stories as we make our way on this journey together so please raise your energy and share them.
Looking across my desk I see the photo of my father and me – each of us smiling and I know that I’m on the right path. So, until my next installment “On Grieving…” hold your own grief with the loving care it deserves.
