Transforming Grief Blog

Emerging From a Cocoon

Discouraged, I thought, “I wish I could afford to go to therapy.” The grief over my last miscarriage and my pet’s illnesses weighed heavy on me. Further, for the past nine years, I had experienced one early pregnancy loss after another. Tired of leaning on my husband and friends for support, I largely dealt with my grief on my own.

Within days of crying out to the Universe for help, I received an auspicious e-mail in my inbox announcing…”A New Mourning: Healing after Pregnancy Loss Therapy Group offered at NO COST.” I was astounded! Soon after, more offers for free healing were made…a massage given by an energy worker who specializes in grief and loss; a healing session with an intuitive friend who channels and does body work; three healing sessions with a Reiki master and Re-connective healer; a Watsu water therapy session.

Once I made the commitment to heal my grief, the doors opened and I was supported in ways I could have never imagined. But, not only did I need to be willing to reach out for support, I also needed to be willing to receive it. When I met with each healer, I consciously said to myself, “Open […]

Play Like a Child

In mid-August, there was still snow on the ground. But, fortunately for me, we were experiencing a heat wave, so at 9,000 feet above sea level, even though it was already 5pm, it was still 80 degrees outside.

“Burr! It’s freezing!” I shouted as I slowly stepped into the glacial lake water, the soft mud squishing between my toes. My friends cheered me on from the shore as I held my breath and dunked my head under water.

Exhilarated, I swam calmly across the placid lake, creating small ripples with each breast stroke. Then, my inner child kicked into gear. Pretending to be a dolphin, I swirled and twirled around in circles, keeping my head above water. I also dove up and down, using my legs to propel me forward. Gleefully, I laughed out loud and encouraged my friends to come in. “You’ve got to try this! It’s amazing. But, despite my pleas, they remained dry, on shore. This was my special moment – a ritual I had chosen to help anchor in my intention for experiencing more fun and play in my life.

As adults we rarely allow ourselves to experience the freedom and bliss that comes from playing like kids. […]

By |August 31st, 2010|Personal growth|

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