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In loss, the letting go is the hardest part. So odd because when we lose things, you’d think letting the things go would be easy. Yet even when we lose our glasses, or that earring, key, or document, we look for it, often in the same place we looked for it already, we think about it, can’t figure out why we can’t find it because it should be right where we left it the last time we had it….
In the case of losing someone you love, breaking free of the feeling you’ve lost something often feels impossible. I get that. Especially in those weeks leading up to the horrific ‘anniversary’ where I watched my beloved buried, that deep sense of loss feels like holding my breath a few seconds too long underwater. Do you know that feeling?
In these moments I pause. I take a slow, deep breath. I make my energy rise up, up, up until I feel light again.
My reprieve is the ocean. She saves me again and again. The many jump photos over the four years since that dreaded day represent my spirit, my soul, and my love. It is light, it is beautiful, it is a part of that which I call universe. In that lift I feel connected to his spirit, his soul, his love.
When you feel heavy, when your mind struggles with the loss of your love, what is your ritual to rise out of the dark and return to light?