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Grief Story on the Hoof ~ Entry 9

Safeguarding my Heart in this Choppy Ocean of Grief
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There are open and raw wounds around my heart, they need attention,
I am paying heed to a well know scripture ~ " for all that is to be guarded, safeguard the heart"!
Not allowing bitterness to take hold is the work at hand.

I have to thank you my sisters in large part for allowing my grief story here in this space, for offering comfort and encouragement through these days, for just being there through this journey gifting me connection in my hours of need. This indeed helps keep the heart open and soft, your words of wisdom and care.

This week I start a course of psychotherapy offered to me through the hospice who cared for my love. I have mixed feelings, I went along to one of the group sessions but felt overwhelmed by the tears and sadness of the other grievers, I will try to remain open to what might arise through one to one therapy. Having said that I already know the limitations of what psychotherapy can achieve, I know that it's up to me to navigate my own way through these waves of  grief, this choppy ocean of overwhelm.




I know too well the story of the hungry wolves fighting for my heart, the vengeful and angry one or the loving and compassionate one" I know which one I must feed!

You can find a lovely article relating how "healing and transformation is possible only through changing one's perspective from within" 'Healing yourself through Writing' , 
by Catherine Ann Jones ~ Daily Om  

Comments

Cat saidā€¦
you are so wise and so amazing
I am sorry I have been quiet in this realm, but I think you know I still stand with you....

yes
guard the heart
a good reminder for me as wellā™„

much love my sister
love and light
Mystic Meandering saidā€¦
I stand with you too, even though I have been silent lately, muffled by my own life circumstances... Sometimes we just need a guide, a helping heart to see us through our challenging days. Hopefully this therapist can be that help for you. You will know. If not, keep looking as you navigate these waters. You don't have to do it alone.

All these emotional waves (the wolves)are just waves on a deeper Ocean of Love... They rise and fall, as I'm sure you have experienced. The Ocean allows them all, the anger, the deep pain, the bitterness. Each holds a gift. Your wisdom and awareness will serve you in discerning it...

Much love as you embark on this phase of the journey...
rebecca saidā€¦
dearest sue,
your courage and honesty are bright lights that shine even when you feel darkness surrounds. you are traversing uncharted territory and you are even in your most vulnerable impasses lifting your sisters up, for we will all one day be on this road you are traveling now. i believe in you. and i hope with all my heart you can feel the flood of love that comes from all of us to all of you.
it's october. i have stepped away from an active role in the art of blogging. it has been a year of introspection and realigning. today i am returning compelled by tradition of The Art of Remembering. i hope you will join us as we shine the light of love and precious memories and actively find healing through the written word and sharing of stories. i love sue. more than any word could ever convey. xo
Unknown saidā€¦
i think that therapy of any kind can at least help keep your head above water. sometimes that's all we can ask... and just do our work of keep treading.

standing with you. x

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