Like the ocean—Grief

It is like the ocean. It comes in waves, at times totally unexpected.

GRIEF.

It is not linear. Not always predictable.

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I had a wave last night. It washed over me hard and intensely. A reminder of all that I have lost these last few years. 

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All that everyone has lost.

Time. Money. Love. Touch. Human connection. 

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But here we are. Not only did I grieve for myself last night, but I grieved for our nation. I cannot fathom living in a place where there is tolerance for this. Where fighting to end Democracy and keep a president in house though he’s been so clearly voted out, is compared haphazardly to fighting for equal RIGHTS for all humans. How? 

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I am exhausted. I’m so tired. And I know I am not alone. 

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So I wanted to offer you this. 

Just as with the ocean, the waves, the high tide, the water always recedes. 

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So I ask the Universe today for healing for all people, not just myself. ✨✨✨