Grief?

Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment, until it becomes a memory.

(Dr. Seuss)

Any certainty that something may or may not occur is an illusion.

Can we grief for losing such an illusion and realising that we have no control?

Anything that is not this present moment is an illusion.

Can I grief for losing a future expectation and living in the presence of the here and now?

The truth may not be something we want to accept.

Can I grief for realising that what is real may not be truth?

We can grief,

we can heal,

we can hurt,

we can cry,

we can laugh,

we can do whatever we want.

Whatever we call it,

let us lose ourselves and grief this losses.

Let us bury them together,

and let them rest.

Nothing is certain.

The only thing we have,

is the present moment.

Not all that is real

may be true.

It is time

for grieving.

I am joyful

for this grief.

It does hurt indeed,

letting go the

illusion,

certainty,

comfort,

expectation,

control.

I am with you.

I hear you.

I see you.

I feel you.

This grief,

is a relief.

The art of letting go,

this is how it feels.

The more attachment,

the more it hurts.

The more control,

the more it tears.

The more you think you know,

the more you have to believe.

The more you feel at ease,

the direst the disease.

The more you have received,

the more you will have to share.

The more comfortable you are,

the more uncomfortable you will feel.

We all grief together.

We all grow together.

We are all one.

Let us grief for the old,

let us welcome the new.

Let us be renewed.

Yo lo Creo/

I believe and so it is