It seems every day we have a chance to start over. We are told this and for some this is true. But for too many people the idea of starting over is just an unfathomable idea.
Depression, anxiety, trauma and stress can imprison and blind people to the light of change.
Every year in the United States alone, thousands of people decide to end their pain by completing suicide.
Now that I have gone through the eye of the needle in my own grief and ongoing recovery from my own brother’s death; I cannot talk about the amazing consciousness uplifting I feel I have been given and not talk about the reality of life here on earth.
There is so much to deal with, to accept or try to accept. If there is one over arching message I feel I have been given through signs, dreams and image since my brother’s passing is that suicide is a choice for our souls. It is not a sentence to spending eternity in damnation.
In speaking with others who have been affected by suicide, a common thread is that while we may be able to heal, understand even grow from the loss we also can feel at any given time such intense bodily pain in missing our loved one.
To be human is to feel and to feel is a fierce gift.
What is there to do then for those of us (still) on this earth plane?
Well, I encourage you to laugh as much as possible, seek out beauty and spend time in nature. Let the news come to you and don’t seek out the bad news.Let others into your internal space and judge less often and less harshly – self included. Try and experiment with the belief that we are eternal, we get to keep going and imagining a new future by bringing into the present moment the fullest feelings of love, happiness, redemption and joy that we can.
A poem to inspire and be well:
For Belonging by John O’Donohue
May you listen to your longing to be free.
May the frames of your belonging be generous enough for your dreams.
May you arise each day with a voice of blessing whispering in your heart.
May you find a harmony between your soul and your life.
May the sanctuary of your soul never become haunted.
May you know the eternal longing that lives at the heart of time.
May there be kindness in your gaze when you look within.
May you never place walls between the light and yourself.
May you allow the wild beauty of the invisible world to gather you, mind you, and embrace you in belonging.