Monday, May 1, 2017
After a weekend of staring grief in the face, my body is in revolt. I stayed home from work, fearing that pieces of myself might break off in big hunks as I raced down the hall. (Use your imagination, otherwise TMI!) This morning, after some extra rest I sipped warm water and lemon, drew a hot bath and then anointed my body with oil. Slowing down moves me inward. This is what I need: Sit with my feelings of sadness and loss to move beyond it. Sip miso broth and coconut water and seek help with my inner work-pray and meditate throughout the day.
Sirois says that happiness rests in our ability to bring to ourselves what sustains us. This has continually been a question throughout my life. Nourishing myself spiritually and physically have been key. Specific answers come when I am quiet, open and mindful-trusting that intuitively what resonates is what I need. This is my role in taking care of myself through my journey with grief and knowing that really despite all the love and kindness offered to me by others, I must, in kind extend gentle love to myself. I am enough.