One of our dogs died in my arms almost 10 years ago, it was sudden and unexpected, under the dining table as the kids were eating. There was a lot going on so of course I took it in stride. I couldn't tell you how many times that memory has come up and been pushed aside to keep doing what I'm doing, being productive. One night last week I finally allowed myself to soften and feel the shock and grief attached to it. The sobs and tears seemed to last for minutes. That was such a victory for me. I broke new ground by actually stopping what I was doing to feel something.
Oh Stuart, I’m so sorry to hear of your loss, and so happy to hear that you allowed some of the grief. It comes in waves. it initiates, peaks and then recedes. And often we are so afraid of the unknown around what might happen if we surrendered into it, so we push it away. But the reality is that it normally only lasts a couple of minutes at most, and then something is released. Something shifts. Something changes. That was indeed a huge victory. A beautiful opening that I suspect brought you closer to your heart and the love you have for your beloved pet. A beautiful win.
I numbed out to not feel all that pain as well as joy. After years of introspection and healing and recovery from addiction I can just now finally become in tune with feelings good and bad and be authentic to myself and others. Lots of thoughts that linger from your post. Thank you. 🙏🏼
It takes time doesn’t it. And practice and persistence, and a commitment to learning how to feel. I’m happy this touched you in the way that it did. And also want to offer an affirmative smile of all the work that you’ve done to get where you are today. It is a journey to say the least.
This is so beautiful, Maraya, and really speaks to my current path of slowing down and allowing myself to feel things more deeply again. I grew up as the child who was “overly sensitive” and learned ways to hide this “flaw”. I realize now it is a gift to be celebrated ❤️
One of our dogs died in my arms almost 10 years ago, it was sudden and unexpected, under the dining table as the kids were eating. There was a lot going on so of course I took it in stride. I couldn't tell you how many times that memory has come up and been pushed aside to keep doing what I'm doing, being productive. One night last week I finally allowed myself to soften and feel the shock and grief attached to it. The sobs and tears seemed to last for minutes. That was such a victory for me. I broke new ground by actually stopping what I was doing to feel something.
Oh Stuart, I’m so sorry to hear of your loss, and so happy to hear that you allowed some of the grief. It comes in waves. it initiates, peaks and then recedes. And often we are so afraid of the unknown around what might happen if we surrendered into it, so we push it away. But the reality is that it normally only lasts a couple of minutes at most, and then something is released. Something shifts. Something changes. That was indeed a huge victory. A beautiful opening that I suspect brought you closer to your heart and the love you have for your beloved pet. A beautiful win.
I numbed out to not feel all that pain as well as joy. After years of introspection and healing and recovery from addiction I can just now finally become in tune with feelings good and bad and be authentic to myself and others. Lots of thoughts that linger from your post. Thank you. 🙏🏼
It takes time doesn’t it. And practice and persistence, and a commitment to learning how to feel. I’m happy this touched you in the way that it did. And also want to offer an affirmative smile of all the work that you’ve done to get where you are today. It is a journey to say the least.
This is so beautiful, Maraya, and really speaks to my current path of slowing down and allowing myself to feel things more deeply again. I grew up as the child who was “overly sensitive” and learned ways to hide this “flaw”. I realize now it is a gift to be celebrated ❤️
I find myself saving every newsletter you write as they all resonate so much. Thank you 😊 🙏 Karen
I’m so happy they’ve spoken to you so much Karen. 😊❤️