67: Sorrow and Grief
The willingness to truly see Painter as who she is means seeing myself as I am in that pattern. And to see this truth is to live with remorse and regret, and experience sorrowful grief.
Read More 67: Sorrow and GriefLove Letters to a Healing Heart
"Be not the slave of your own past – plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience, that shall explain and overlook the old." – Ralph Waldo Emerson
The willingness to truly see Painter as who she is means seeing myself as I am in that pattern. And to see this truth is to live with remorse and regret, and experience sorrowful grief.
Read More 67: Sorrow and GriefGrief, remorse, and regret work on a dimmer switch, not an on-off switch.
Read More 47: Stuff that WorksWhen I spend resources trying to avoid the painful moment I am imagining, I will never know how to respond to the actual experience. Everything becomes a story about a fix to a broken fix to another useless hole. These responses to my discomfort only create a new narrative of pain for myself and others. I avoid living in an impermanent moment out of fear.
Read More 21: A Love Letter to Betrayers – Discomfort (Part 1)There are places I remain frozen in the past.
An outcome of my marriage and the last several relationships is I feel as if I am sexually wrecked. I feel frozen between desire and doubt, analysis and paralysis, ambition and silence
Read More 18: Sex.And here I realized is where the story ended. In a little no frill community thrift store outside of Golden, Colorado. A few trinkets added to a hoarder’s paradise.
Read More 13: More Symbolism“Anger gets a vote.” – @TaraBrach
Read More 09: Not Every DayI pretend things didn’t happen that did. I confuse resiliency with the appearance of strength and cover with bravado. I pretend the losses don’t hurt.
Read More 61: Being Incognito: Thoughts on Grief, Loss, and ChildrenHere are a few of the lessons learned since that dark, unhappy, and personally blackest of Black Fridays two years ago.
Read More 54: Lessons from a Black FridayHere are a few of the lessons learned since that dark, unhappy, and personally blackest of Black Fridays two years ago.
Read More Lessons from a Black Friday: Year TwoDays go by, and still I think of you…
Read More 51: Things I Carry – Days Go By
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