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Inspiration - Grief isn’t darkness — it’s love with nowhere to land (here’s how to give it a home)
Take a slow inhale through the nose… hold for a gentle beat… and exhale like you’re letting a heavy coat slide off your shoulders. Now imagine soft morning light touching the edge of a dark room—nothing forced, just a steady light with warmth returning.
— Grief is love with nowhere to land. But you can give it a home, here is how…
If you’re in grief right now, let me say this plainly: you are not “broken.” You are adjusting to a loss and a new reality while still loving the old one.
In metaphysical terms, grief is a kind of energy—dense, sacred, and honest. It’s love moving through a nervous system that’s overwhelmed. Your job isn’t to “get rid of it.” Your job is to help it move.
Here’s a gentle way to shift, even 1% today:
1. Name the wave (don’t become it).
Say: “Grief is here.” Not “I am grief.”
That tiny language shift creates space between your awareness and your pain (Eckhart Tolle calls this the power of presence).
2. Give grief a container.
Set a 10-minute timer. Let grief speak—journal, cry, pray, shake out your hands. When the timer ends, put a hand on your heart and say:
“Thank you. I’ll return later.”
This teaches your system: “I can feel this without drowning in it.”
3. Move the energy out of the body.
Grief pools when we freeze. Try this 90-second reset:
• Inhale 4 seconds
• Exhale 6 seconds
• While exhaling, gently press your feet into the floor
Do 6 rounds. Darkness loosens when the body remembers safety.
4. Speak to the love underneath.
Ask: “What is the love in this grief trying to protect?”
That question turns suffering into meaning—and meaning is medicine.
5. One “living thread” a day.
Text someone. Sit in sunlight. Walk around the block. Drink water slowly.
Grief often lifts through tiny proofs that life is still here—and you’re still in it.
JOURNAL THIS…
If you want, drop one word for what your grief feels like today (e.g., heavy, numb, restless). Make sure you breathe. Tell your feelings to your Journal.
MOVING FORWARD
You don’t have to be “over it” to be moving forward. You just have to keep choosing the next gentle breath.
TIPS
Tips to uplift feelings away from the darkness of grief (metaphysical + practical)
• Create a “grief altar” (simple, not performative): a candle, a photo, a stone, a note. Visit it for 2 minutes daily. This gives your love a place to go, so it doesn’t haunt every room.
• Sun + water medicine: grief is heavy/earthy energy; sunlight and hydration lighten the system. Try 10 minutes of daylight + a full glass of water before any doom-scrolling.
THE TWO TRUTHS PRACTICE:
• “This hurts.”
• “I am still here.”
Holding both stops grief from becoming a total identity.
• Ask for a sign—but stay grounded: say a whisper, “If you’re with me, show me peace in a simple way.” Then look for ordinary comfort: a song, a feather, a memory that softens you. The point isn’t proof—it’s connection.
• Replace the inner critic with an inner witness when you hear “I should be over this,” answer: “Of course I’m not. Love doesn’t obey a schedule.”
A 2-minute practice for when grief gets dark
1. Put one hand on your chest, one on your belly.
2. Exhale longer than you inhale.
3. Say quietly: “This is a moment of sorrow. I can be with this moment.”
4. Imagine gentle ocean waves pulling the heaviness down and out through your feet into the earth—where it can be changed into strength.
Closing Metaphysics Blessing
May the grief you carry be met by a tenderness larger than words.
May soft light find you—not all at once, but faithfully—like sunrise returning to the edge of night.
And may you remember: love never disappears… it only changes shape.
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