Grief is personal and individual, and everyone experiences it differently. But I’ve been told that the way to survive grief is by allowing the pain to exist, and not in trying to cover it up or rush through it. That unacknowledged and unheard pain doesn’t go away. I find solace in nature and comfort in telling the trees.. and that’s when I saw the feather.
This feather reminded me of my grief. “It [my grief] won't make you feel any better", he told me, "it might even make things worse for a while. But you mustn't let the sadness die inside you. You have to give it some life.” Sometimes grief feels almost blinding. Other moments are darker. And sometimes my grief, in its many forms, is in the distance- but sometimes it’s not. It’s up close and personal. There are no rules to how we grieve. Grieving is as individual as we are and is not a linear process. However it is critical to treat ourselves with patience and compassion and allow the process to unfold.