Permission to grieve -
I spoke with a good friend today who lost her mother recently. She is depressed and can't seem to "move on," and yet, why should she? She lost her mother. That hurts. It is painful. Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
When my mother died, and I would do my errands and struggle with how to answer the numerous "how are you's" flipped around without any desire to know, I thought of marketing a black armband that people could wear when they were sad. People used to wear black for a year or longer after someone died. That was a minimum. Now, we are expected to pick up after a week and begin again.
Someone at the Sensory Awareness workshop spoke of how as his heart opened, it hurt. Most of us have been raised to walk away from heart-break. Perhaps we can give it permission. I have some quotes I place here periodically around grieving. I'll see if I can find them again. We can give ourselves permission to grieve.
When my mother died, and I would do my errands and struggle with how to answer the numerous "how are you's" flipped around without any desire to know, I thought of marketing a black armband that people could wear when they were sad. People used to wear black for a year or longer after someone died. That was a minimum. Now, we are expected to pick up after a week and begin again.
Someone at the Sensory Awareness workshop spoke of how as his heart opened, it hurt. Most of us have been raised to walk away from heart-break. Perhaps we can give it permission. I have some quotes I place here periodically around grieving. I'll see if I can find them again. We can give ourselves permission to grieve.