I’ve decided to join up with a powerful group of women to explore the concept of grief, and how it resides in our body. There will be 7 days of posts. Maybe some will make it onto the blog.
It’s there. Hiding in the bone cage of sternum and ribs. In the cracked open space of heart. Each beat a reminder of something so stunning in its beauty and devastation that I sometimes forget to breathe. It becomes a chore to force the air into my lungs, a gasping breath of surrender and release and something unnameable that feels like longing.
Grief is the thing that burns your eyes until they run dry, because you’ve already cried an ocean. It’s a wild tide that drags you into the depths only to return you to shore, beating you down with relentless abandon into the ever shifting sand. #inherskin #holygrief