Soulful Sunday Share

Finding a Turkey feather bouquet = feeling lucky 🥳

Earlier I was feeling the grief of what’s happening in Brazil with the rainforests on fire. And I thought it’d be a good guidance for us to go within, give ourselves permission to grieve ... there is so much out there to grieve over . . . Do we allow ourselves to cry or release our sadness and anger? Or do we keep going, pushing it down ... I would say most of us to the later. Who wants to make time to grieve? I mean, it’s not an appealing thing to do, ya? But just like we have to wash the dirty dishes - otherwise they will pile up in the sink and make the job of daily living even greater. Let’s consider that. Grieving as a part of our self-care. Which definitely needs to be a priority these days ya? 

A couple years ago I was guiding people to triple size our self-care, and now I’d increase that even greater. To include grieving. What would that look like for us? How would we do that? And are there any fears around that (like oh geez, what if I let myself cry and couldn’t stop... like I’d get SO low that I could never come out of it- kind of fears).

Recently I attended a workshop where all we focused on was grief. It felt awkward at first . . . I mean, I hadn’t had anyone close to me pass, I hadn’t lost a job or a relationship. . . And yet, as our teacher spoke in poetry about grief and how the indigenous people made grief a part of their regular community, my heart opened up to all the possibilities; there were many national and worldly events that impacted me emotionally, and there were things in my past that actually had more layers to them . . . Who knew? Until I provided a space for them to be revealed ( like during this workshop). I made a vow to myself to continue what I started and incorporate grief into my self-care. 

Why? So I could be freer. So my heart could continue to open in new and bigger ways. To experience even greater joy. To have a greater capacity to love. To shed away layers of darkness or release shadows I had unknowingly suppressed.

And so, here we are. In times when grief is present for everyone.

​We can choose to feel it or not.

Solo practices like journaling, meditation or releasing rituals. Therapy.

Wouldn’t it be wild if we actually acknowledged it consciously and it came up in conversations with our friends?

Like, how are you doing today . . . Not well, I’m grieving the rainforests today. Wow, me too ... we could say. Let’s meet up later, I could use some company. Great, and maybe we turn it into ceremony and light a candle or do a bonfire or a song or prayer. Ohhhh that would feel so good to me, yes let’s do it! Hey and I know others that might want to join us . . . And so it could begin; our acceptance of grief.

What do you think? 
❤️