The Heaviness of Loss

There is a heaviness to loss, to grief

An abundance of feelings that flood our bones

And weigh down our steps

We carry it daily

Sometimes embracing

Sometimes resenting

And still...we carry

I sit here today, my mood reflective

What can be done with this experience of loss

That seems to be so much a part of living

Do we stall? Confront? Shut down? 

OR

Can we, instead,

Plant seeds of 'hope and mercy' deep within the loss

Can we, believe

Like the seed, that sleeps in winter, in our own resilience

And give beauty the time it needs to take root and grow

To transform the pain of loss into medicine

For ourselves, and for others

Metanoia

a limitless and vast keeper of the shadow and light

holding  space for abundance

holding space for loss 

Space to "Be."

Fully

Hesitantly

Joyfully

Sorrowfully

Holding onto the hem

Holding on to Grace within certainty and within doubt

Trusting and breathing in, 

"We are always in the presence of God, because God surrounds us."

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The below quote was borrowed from Robert (Bob) Lockhart.  

"We are always in the presence of God, because God surrounds us." - Bob Lockhart