"Dear grief
Can we talk?
Yes my love, of course
I invite him in like a long awaited friend
I hug him tightly
I sense his scent
I breathe him in
I feel him fill my being
Tears begin to rise in my eyes
Before I know it I am on my knees, crying
I cry so hard it feels as if my heart will shatter into a thousand pieces
Grief holds my hand
Reassures me that everything is okay
He speaks
You sent me an invitation and I came my love
Dance with me
He holds out his hand and pulls me into his arms
I feel his heart beat, pulsating with life
I feel the medicine that flows through his ancient heart
The wisdom runs deep
He has seen it all
Been through it all
Grief has journeyed with endless of beings, through time and space
Knows all of the secrets
He is a dear friend and guide
I trust him deeply
When grief enters your life
See it as a gift
Greet him, welcome him
Boil yourself a cup of tea and invite him in for a chat
He will teach you what you need to know
For he is one of the greatest teachers walking the planet
When grief enters our lives we can feel anguish, despair
Crushed under the foot of pain
We might feel as though we are dying,
That we will never make it through
Rest assured that if you allow for grief to lead
If you listen to his knowing
He will help you through the birthcanal
In the midst of the storm
Grief polishes your heart
Like the sea flowing over the rocks
Gently revealing their brilliance
Let grief guide you, let him have his way with you
Don´t try and suppress him, because if you do, you will damn up
Instead let him flow through you
Like a waterfall washing through, filling you
Cleansing and renewing you
When grief knocks on your door, invite him in,
and let him dance you
through all the chaos, confusion and despair
Take his hand and let him love you
For you can be sure that he has seen this all before."~
~Natvienna Hanell
