During a reading last week, I received a message from my mother. She is HAPPY. In the dream, she was welcoming new spirits who recently crossed over. Even she said it was ironic, considering how she faired as my mother on Earth. She was so different than when I physically experienced her. Light, without pain, free, buoyant and filled with LOVE. Overflowing love. In our last conversation before her suicide, I felt a glimpse of this possibility for her.
The morning my brother called to tell me she ended her life, my knees buckled and collapsed like you see in the movies. I was pregnant with my daughter, who would never meet her grandma. There were many things I wanted to tell her. I cried oceans of tears. I was overcome with grief, and scared to express it fully, fearing I would miscarry. For a time, self-judgements followed me everywhere. Why did I not see the warning signs? Deep down inside, I knew. I saw her taking flight from her pain the only way she knew how. The ones she left behind now have a choice in how to wear this cloak of grief. That hit me like a brick. Bam! I had a choice in HOW I could move through my grief. My soul searched, for a way to express there is ANOTHER option, to grief without the suffering. My mother lived a life of pain and suffering in her 76 years. She was an undiagnosed bi-polar who sought refuge in prescription drugs to fight her demons. She felt misunderstood in her pain. She heard voices in her head.
She felt shamed in being “different”.
Last week, my mother reminded me to share with you all that your loved ones are healed. They are healed from any physical illnesses, emotional heartaches, pain, suffering. Where they are, there is an endless supply of love. And my mother has healed.
Our loved ones wants you to know this. They want you to know that they want you find your own way to feeling peace and joy again. They are cheering you on. A way you can honor their death is going forward to live your best life possible.
In fully expressing our pain, a healing journey begins.
Yes, I really missed her last week, and by expressing my thoughts with people who knew and loved me, it helped me move through my own moment of grief.
No one is immune to grief, but there are tools to move through it.
Even when we are feeling snarky. I felt beside myself and nearly bit my honey’s head off when he asked how my day was after he got home from work. Displaced feelings of sadness came out as anger. I noticed right after the fact and was able to course correct.
Below are some bits and bobs of what’s helped me this past week.
SURRENDER. As much as we prepare for any sort of loss, whether it is a breakup we knew was going to happen, a death after a long battle with cancer, etc. We are never fully prepared for the range of emotions that may come. We can be sad one moment, and then mad. Caring, not caring. A memory triggering a flood of tears, then giggles at the thought of another. This is grief. It ebbs and flow. So here’s the word of the day. SURRENDER. Just accept the multitude of whatever you may be going through.
RECEIVE vs. REACT.There are going to be times when you will want to tell someone to go to that place where the sun don’t shine. I remember when I was going through chemotherapy, everyone had advice for something, things I should eat, not eat, meditate, find my higher power, even down to the kind of wig that would look good on me. When we are grieving, it is the same. People mean well, especially if they’ve been through something similar. What helped me is to take a deep breath, try to receive the good gestures and let it out the other ear. Remember that our emotions are on hyper alert when we are grieving.
LOVE. Remember that under any good gesture gone awry is LOVE. Try an operate from that place where loving resides. Coat everything around you in a veil of love. If you aren’t up for company, turn off your phone and be selective. The day after my mom was in my dream, I was feeling extra vulnerable. I posted a few times on FB but did not take any calls. I was feeling sensitive AND witchy. I realized my witchy side was not up for company.
BE ACCEPTING WITH ALL OF YOU. Even if you are feeling witchy. Be vulnerable. Don’t defend or try and make it anything else. I apologized to my honey right away. He got it was a hard day for me. It wasn’t my proudest moment, but I was glad I could just be myself with him.
So, wherever you may be in your world today, I am sending some love your way. If you are wrestling with some swirls, I’d love to hold a space and support you through it to more peace, more joy, more love.
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