I hope this post finds you well. When my journey doesn’t seem to be going anywhere, I like to take a ‘wander’ through the blogosphere and see what others are writing about. Two days ago, I received my latest update from Coffee and Spellcheck, one of my favourite writing (and more) blogs.
The heart of Emily’s post (which is an absolute must-read) is the line which I’ve borrowed for the title of mine.
By extension, I would say that allowing oneself to grieve also takes faith. Although I am not excluding religious faith, I refer mostly to a non-religious faith that the grief won’t last.
I know it can be so difficult to see an end to it in the future. Still, it is the faith that this won’t last that can give us the courage to lean into it. I’m beginning to believe that getting through grief is about leaning into it, surrendering to it for a time to allow it to do its work with us, on us, and for us.
The fact that I am beginning to believe it doesn’t make it any easier to actually do it. We are hard-wired as human beings to resist anything that causes us pain. So, we push grief away and ignore it until the last moment, when it demands to be acknowledged.
I would argue that turning towards it, rather than turning away from it, takes more strength than most of us realise we have. Change becomes possible when we step into grief and allow it to work its way through us, but it’s not always easy to do that.
The far ‘easier’ route is to ignore and deny it to the point where we believe we no longer feel it. However, it remains in a way.
Living life takes faith, embracing grief takes a certain leap of faith. We must be ready to go into it for a time in order to emerge from the experience. Although we may not always recognise it, there is much to be learned from a grief journey.
Wishing you peace and strength on your journeys,