My time spent on blogging has been lacking as of late (yes I know this).
All of us can easily fall into the mire or busy-ness, and although I can say that
I am very good about taking time for prayer and meditation, my default would be
to not be writing.
That said, I HAVE been engrossed in a class on grief coaching. For those who think this
sounds really weird, you are not wrong. I mean really who needs a coach for grief.
And yet, in our culture we are really super bad at grieving. We have been taught that
instead of walking the journey of grief we are either to stuff it down, or give it all to God
(and while that second one seems nice, God I think has a different plan in how to bring
us comfort)
Grief is a horrible, sometimes shameful and regularly uncomfortable emotion.
The sorrow and sadness of grief alert us to the realization that something or someone
of importance is missing, or no longer a part of our lives. That there was an important
relationship that helped to mold and shape who we are. And that was a gift. So grief
then, is not something to be hidden, but it is something to process. It is a path of learning
about how we walk in the world and how we are a part of a larger web.
And while grief can be exhausting, and painful and frustrating (with how long it
stays attached to our hearts) the process can also teach us and show us a lot about the joy
in our lives. While grief and joy do not seem to go hand in hand, they both have
important roles that teach us about who we are in the world.
If you need/want/wonder about having someone to walk with you in your times of grief, know that you do not have to walk alone. There are therapists and counselors, and mentors and coaches and friends who will walk with you. I would love to help you find a few.
In the meantime, check out this poem by John Rodell
https://www.facebook.com/johnbigjohn/posts/pfbid0qotKioGpGmzoZj45vgPqvjgaB79yaDrfLpG87XsskqfLz1WZdbv8S1qfm5ufLVuPl
