Showing posts with label Can We Trust Grief's Healing Process?. Show all posts
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Monday, February 13, 2012

Tuesday's Trust - A Journey through Grief ~by Alla Bozarth, Ph.D.




Tuesday's Trust


A Journey through Grief


~by Alla Bozarth, Ph.D.




Here is one of Dr. Bozarth's poems, and some quotes from her book, A Journey Through Grief: Gentle, Specific Help to Get You Through the Most Difficult Stages of Grieving:




A Journey Through Grief



I bear down hard

on all life's losses.

Each one is unique, it's true.

As no love is the same,

no loss is.


I have to let each one

out of me separately,

give each loss the scream

that belongs to its

own love's ecstacy (sic).


If I succeed, one by one,

in letting go, in remembering

myself, I may again know

that dreamy sweetness,

the smells of love,

what life is, the feeling

of emergence from bliss.




Grief is a passion, something that happens to us, something to endure. We can be stricken with it, we can be victims of it, we can be stuck in it. Or, we can meet it, get through it, and become quiet victors through the honest and courageous process of grieving.


To surrender to one's own grief and to become actively engaged in it require tremendous courage. This courage is vastly different from putting up a good front, showing a cheerful face to our friends when we're really hurting.


Real courage is. . .owning up to the fact that we face a terrifying task. . .admitting that we are appropriately frightened. . .identifying sources of strength and help, both outside and within ourselves. . .and then going ahead and doing what needs to be done.



***


This constructive kind of hurting is what we feel when we lance an infected wound, or pour iodine over a cut, or force ourselves to get up and walk, no matter how stiff we might feel. And, there are ways to bring about healing which are not necessarily painful.


At the very beginning of the grief process, become aware of ways in which you unnecessarily hurt yourself more. For instance, when you hold yourself in, choking back tears, tightening facial and throat muscles, swallowing down surging emotions, or suffocating feelings, it hurts and it doesn't hurt good--it hurts bad. It hurts in the way a physical wound would hurt if, instead of responding to the pain and bleeding, you ignored it, allowed dirt and gravel to get into it and then, even worse, if you actually ground the dirt and gravel down deep into the wound.


You need to treat a spiritual wound resulting from loss as carefully, tenderly, and realistically as you would treat any physical wound. . .


...Treating an emotional wound involves avoiding the neglect that may result in being hurt, even endangered, by your own defenses. Ultimately, the injured organism heals itself.


Your body has its own healing wisdom within it--and so does your soul, the expressive container of your emotional life.


***


Two vital external things are essential to the self-healing process--time and cooperation. Time speaks for itself. A line from a popular song says, so truly, "What a friend we have in time."


Cooperation is what you bring to the healing process. First, you locate the injury. Then do the necessary things to treat the injury. The essential treatment after sustaining the injury of a loss is that you express fully what the loss means to you. Not expressing grief can lead to depression, repression, and even unconscious oppression of yourself or others.


So, seek out persons whom you trust, close friends or relatives, or competent professional persons. Talk to them about your loss and its meaning. Talk until you have exhausted talk. Before you wear out the patience of your friends, relatives, or professional helpers, or become boring even to yourself...


Talk about your loss and its meaning. ...there is very much that can be said--and the saying of it will help heal the wound.


What you cannot say, write. You might keep a journal. I...began...a grief journal, and I used it solely for the self-therapy of grieving. The blank paper could reject none of my pain and was never bored by it....


Besides talking, let yourself cry as often as needed. You need not cry in front of others, if this inhibits you. First, let yourself cry in private. Then gradually entrust your tears to another person. Let yourself ask to be held. Let yourself be held, but choose the person you ask wisely.


It is better to cry in someone else's presence than to do so alone. In deep pain or genuine sorrow, that is true not because you need an audience, but because you need a witness to your pain, a witness in the religious sense. You need someone to testify to the validity of your feelings, to acknowledge them and to say yes to the good work you are doing in expressing them.


If you feel too uncomfortable to cry much in front of other persons, or if you worry that you will bore them with your tears, then place yourself in the presence of God, and entrust your tears to (Him).


I know that with help I can complete what was left incomplete within myself. I know that I can find my own time and create my own way.


...In grieving, I need to say what was left unsaid and to let myself hear what was left unheard--anger, uncertainty, forgiveness, care, love.


Eventually the life inside me will prove to be more stubborn than the death.



***



I can learn to live creatively with a bruised or broken heart.


A broken heart is a heart made larger and more open than before. And you too can do what you need to do to be healed.


I wish for you the courage to continue and to discover a new possiblity for life and for love.


I wish you well and I send you light, until you can see again the light within you.




~by Dr. Alla Renee Bozarth




Dr. Alla Renee Bozarth is a Gestalt therapist, Episcopal priest, and author of numerous books of prose and poetry, including this book, A Journey Through Grief: Gentle, Specific Help to Get You Through the Most Difficult Stages of Grieving. She is also the founder of Wisdom House in Oregon, where she guides those in need to emotional and spiritual health.











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Monday, January 2, 2012

Tuesday's Trust - God Calls... Though Grief's Ravages Linger




Ireland's Cliffs of Moher: The Pathway on the Edge



Tuesday's Trust

God Calls... Though Grief's Ravages Linger




The vision is there,

but not the repair,

The love of God shown,

Yet complete healing not known,

God's sparks of light,

But still... the night.


God's sufficiency reigns,

My self-sufficiency tamed.

Ravages of grief linger,

Yet God points His finger

To go and obey,

Walk in faith.


God shows His light

Though darkness yields blight.

God's will must be done,

Yet sleep doesn't come.

Can we trust in Him

As energies dim?


God told Abram to trust

Though Sarai seemed barren

At age 90, he 99;

Abram trusted the Vine.

Yet Abram doubted

Though God's faithfulness shouted.


Will we sell God short

As we watch plans abort?

God builds perseverance

When the fire burns hot;

We would choose convenience;

God does not.


Though grief drags us down,

God wears the crown.

Keep our eyes on Him,

Not our chances slim.

Bank on God's omniscience,

Not our common sense.


He marks the trail

Though we are frail.

To follow Him Home,

We must drop our throne.

God in Us, the Hope of Glory;

Without His power, we're an untold story.

Though I may faint, To God be the glory!










Poem - God Calls... Though Grief's Ravages Linger - Angie Bennett Prince 1/2/2012

Monday, May 23, 2011

Tuesday's Trust - The Visit




Nathan and Merry Katherine, Fall, 2004



Tuesday's Trust


The Visit





Our son Nathan told us of an amazing dream he had last night... He came into our den today and said,


"Merry Katherine visited me last night."



Nathan is our middle child having one older brother, Rollin and one baby sister, Merry Katherine. He is two years older than his "baby" sister, and they were always extremely close. Their senses of humor were very much alike, and their hearts could also go very deep. They were able to share all their secrets with one another. When Merry Katherine died, Nathan exclaimed over the casket, "I have lost my best friend!"


So Nathan was sharing with us today that he is always sad and has grown accustomed to his sadness, figuring that's just the way life will be from here on. Sometimes he doesn't realize that his sadness is playing out when he talks to a younger female second cousin and finds himself torn up over one of her misadventures. He later will realize he is unconsciously missing his baby sister when things like this happen... So he had one of those occasions last night and realized he had better remove himself from the situation, recognizing it probably had to do with missing Merry Katherine, and just sort of left it at that.


Later that night, when he went to bed, he ended up dreaming about Merry Katherine. He said that in his dream, they were looking for movies together at Blockbuster, and he felt so happy to be with her that he just kept hugging her and kissing her. (He said this differs from most dreams that he has about her in which he is explaining to her that she is dead and how can she be here? But he said he didn't do that in this dream.) So in the dream, he says, she "took" his affection for a little bit, then began pushing him away like, enough already. He looked at her in his dream and said, "You just have NO idea what it's like to lose your best friend," and began trying to explain it to her.


The Merry Katherine that he had been hugging on that was somewhat aloof from his affection all of a sudden transformed and looked at him and hugged him tight, and very tenderly said, "I know." The change in her persona was so sudden and so vivid that he knew --even as he was still in his dream-- that this was her spirit, and he woke up. Nathan's voice was quivering and he was tearing up as he haltingly described this very poignant part of the dream. He said often when he's upset as he was last night, she will come to him in his dream. But it seems this time was very different because he had both the old and the new Merry Katherine with him in his dream.


I was amazed. Right there, in his dream, was played out in its vivid reality the entire integration process that is supposed to take place in our lifetime of grief work! We are walking through a transformation of our relationship with our child, from one of her


her being physically present, available, and accessible to touch in the here-and-now


to


her being absent-in-body yet present-in-spirit, not available and accessible in the here-and-now in bodily form, yet in some ways even more available, accessible, and more a part of our lives in her spirit form.


What a jolt for our trust as we come more and more into the acceptance of this new avenue of relationship we are to move into with our child who is still very present with us, but in spirit form!



Nathan and Merry Katherine, Fall, 2004


Thank you to Nathan for allowing us to share his dream/visit here with you tonight.












Pictures, Nathan and Merry Katherine, Fall of 2004, Nathan's first semester at Lee University

Monday, February 28, 2011

Tuesday's Trust - Snap. Crackle. Pop. - Can We Trust Grief's Healing Process?





Tuesday's Trust


Snap. Crackle. Pop.


Can We Trust Grief's Healing Process?






Snap! Crackle! Pop! What is that sound I hear?

It isn't my bowl of Rice Krispies.

It is the sound of my LIFE I fear...

As body-soul-mind-spirit-heart-strength pitches

Into Child-Loss Earthquake's ravaged ditches

Splitting the core of each part with deep fissures....



Any neurosurgeon would be aghast to hear

A mere skull cracking open leaving a tear,

Yet these cracks don't stop with the physiological,

Nor just the body and heart biological...



Death rattles the earth of a Child-loss parent

In corners and crevices of life, not transparent

To th' naked eye, yet just as dangerous if not more

Than the cracks and fissures of the brain's core.



Would we leave a brain untreated, unhealed, unprotected?

Would we begrudge the healing needed for one so dissected?



Yet people around us Child-Loss grievers

Begrudge the healing and try to deceive us

Into thinking we can heal

Without the ability to even feel

The loss and grief left for us to bear...

They say we should proceed on with our lives with nary a care.

With such "beads and firewater" pitches, buyer beware!



Our body, soul, and spirit, along with mind, strength and heart

Should be nurtured and cared for as they've been blown apart.



Massive healing procedures should be put into place

With protections against germs of any who would abase

The needed rest, regrouping, and recuperation

Of a grieving parent who's been through death's worst decimation.

Grieving parent, take heed to soothe thyself ~Health's Proclamation!











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Poem - Snap. Crackle. Pop. / Can We Trust Grief's Healing Process? - Angie Bennett Prince - 2/28/2011