The Grief Practice - An Exploration & Explanation of Grief In The Body

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When looking inside makes things worst (e.g. conte

This is easy to forget when tangled in the depths

The question of how do we survive grief is really

Perhaps this time of year is when people around us

Perhaps this time of year is when people around us (and maybe we ourselves) most resist grief or its relative feelings such as sadness or hopelessness in the attempt to protect or project the expectation of a certain holiday feel.

It is out of deep respect for ourself that we eventually stop trying to fix or change our experience.

In the absence of intervention, method or practice, listening happens.

No one can gift us the healing of our own silence.

In this silence the sadness and the story can untangle from each other. The experience and the experiencer can be known.

When we no longer need to free ourself of grief, then we are free.

In Freedom xox-Monique
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How to be Alone To be alone one must allow the wo

How to be Alone

To be alone one must allow the word alone to melt away
until all that is left is a simple curiosity about its substance, the space it takes up, sensation it creates
to unlearn its meaning and its form, even when it has been tattooed onto our cells.

To be alone one must self-regulate enough to feel-know-touch-confirm our own existence
to rest into the arms of our being
to be accompanied, not by our thinking, but by our knowing and being known to exist.

In this kind of aloneness we touch heaven and earth at the same time
span body and being with a web of connection-relation that catches the heaviest of feelings, doubts, truths and questions
spinning them into the whole of us so that they finally know they-we are not a(part).

May we rest in wholeness xox-Monique

ps. for those of you who read these posts Thank You for allowing me to learn-lean in this public space alongside you, to drop into rabbit holes and up trees as I continue to hear my heart and my head into speech. The human in me sees and honors the human in you✨
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Healing is the want, the whimper and the wail. H

Healing is the want, the whimper and the wail.

Healing is in the carrying on and in the being carried.

Healing is the forgetting, the remembering, and the fogginess in between.

Healing is the warp speed and the two-steps-back.

Healing is the people on the way to the thing, around the thing and through the thing and not so much the thing itself.

Healing is our first breath after their last one and the pause where we teeter between life and death.

Healing is the calculated reach and the desperate leap.

Healing is letting the joy in and the pain out.

Healing is out there and in here and the pixie dust we buy from the gypsies we meet in between.

Healing is the belief and the disbelief and having a foot in each world.

Healing is when our presence and their absence sit side by side and finally feel acknowledged.

(In case you need these words today) xox-Monique
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if the tiredness can claim you then so can the res

if the tiredness can claim you
then so can the rest
nourish you
tend to you
restore the parts of you
to the whole of you

if the nothingness can overcome you
then so can the joy
wash over you
befriend you
remind you the way in
is the way out

when the people can't reach us
perhaps the words can
reach us
meet us
wherever we are
however we are
right now.

love xox-Monique
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If your body knows this experience of holding on f

If your body knows this experience of holding on for now while letting go forever, then I invite us to pause together here, you and I, and acknowledge we are not alone in our knowing these particular depths of our humanity.

In truth I suspect we are accompanied by many, many humans who have also leaned into both edges of this polarity yet never said it out loud due to the often polarizing social response.

I find it comforting to wrap experiences like this in ordinary language my upstairs brain can understand even as it struggles with the incomprehensibility of this particular kind of loss my downstairs brain is usually in charge of.

In this way my bodily experience feels acknowledged and contained by the words as it listens its way through the holding-on-for-now part while attempting to digest the letting-go-forever part.

Thankfully what doesn’t make sense to the mind often makes sense to the body. So it is that we sometimes arrive at a deep knowing without ever having to understand.

May we be met with humans and beings that invite us and our wordless knowing front and center into their heart. No explanations needed.

Unexplainably yours xox-Monique
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Much of our grief came long before us. We feel it

Much of our grief came long before us.

We feel it, carry it, mourn what we know and don’t know, wondering why it doesn’t fit neatly into the edges of our stories or bones, sometimes glimpsing how it breathes a little easier when set in relief against our ancestor’s stories or some part of our history our cells know even if our minds don’t.

Inherited loss we didn’t know we lost, pressing out through our eyes, senses, movements, and behaviors.

Even the distinct losses - of our person, our thing - informed by what we are predisposed to, genetically predicted to respond a certain way to… it’s not just ours, sometimes never was.

Just this piece, lodged in our throat; just this piece, tucked deep in our heart: just this piece, racking our brains or our bones, stealing our peace.

We mend and tend to our own hearts, bodies, minds with a quality of care that is due all humans. Not because we have to but because we can.

Here and now in a new environment, new supports, new information, we hold what was against what is and sometimes
sometimes find the rest we have been craving for generations.

With love xox-Monique
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