The Direction of Intention

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Grief is a funny thing. It scrambles all the stories, flips all of the perspectives, upends all of the beliefs, drains the batteries, and leaves you wondering who you are. It is the belly of the whale. You know you will be spit out at some point and you also know that you won’t be the same person when you are; you survive and die all in the same action. It is always dark in the belly of the whale. Loss invites loss and loss incites change.

Grief is like being scrubbed with a coarse brush in a hot bath. You leave a lot of skin behind, it hurts, and you are somehow clean when it is all over. There are new clothes and too much sun so you step into the day and say to yourself, “Now what.”

And then comes the moment when you let go of holding on to the past, of trying to keep the memory alive, the relationship from fading in your memory. In that moment the world looks new, simple, and clear. You see the energy. You are no longer attached to the story.

I remind myself today that growing is always a matter of working with the energy and not with the story. The feelings are nothing more than energy trying to move in a direction. The story prolongs the grasping and the gasping and the drowning. Today is a day for letting go. It is autumn after all.

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