Hello everyone, and welcome to Wednesday’s new ongoing series, where I’ll be showcasing the blog posts that the graduates of my workshop via onlinevents experiential workshops have written.
In Today’s post, Angela shares another lovely poem about grief, particularly in regard to boundaries and meeting our needs, which is also one of my favourite topics.
Make sure you read part 1, 2 , 3, 4 and 5.
Grief and Boundaries
You might find it difficult to express what you really want to say. You mind pretend in order to please others.
Here’s a poem to encourage you in your personal and very individual journey with grief and loss.
What I really want
Is for you to stop saying it will be okay.
Things will get better.
At least he is not suffering.
At least she is in a better place.
Time is a healer.
What I really want to do
Is burst out of this bubble of fear and pretence.
Open my window, scream and shout.
I want to be angry.
I want to stay in bed all day.
That’s what I really want to do.
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