Loss and renewal
what is loss
you ask
as you look around
searching for
something
or someone
or anyone
what is it?
is it a thing?
you lost
something
you seek
to find
or is it
a spot
a place
a sensation
a feeling
a crevice
of your heart
of your soul
that yearns
that seeks
for something
that once was
or for something
that
was tasted
a sliver
a droplet
of something
connection
a loved one
a safety net
a sense of
belonging
what was your loss?
loss
means
there once was
something
that settled you
that helped you
feel steady
and
only
once it is gone
do you notice
it is not there
anymore
"where is it" you ask
as the loss
dawns upon you
just like a little child
looking for
her blanket
like the toddler
looking for
his favorite
snuggle spot
like the kid
seeking his
most beloved book
and the teen
frantically searching
for his phone
his connection
his lifeline
to others
and the adult
seeking
only
adults
seek
differently
we do not
cry out loud
we do not
say
I need to
buy this
or
find that
or
hold that
rather
it is an inner seeking
a seeking
for something deeper
something silent
yet that has
so much
power
power that
churns
the inner working
of your essence
loss
the losing of
something
that once was
maybe
the loss
was necessary
to survive
loss of a limb
loss of a relationship
endings
of
places
a home
a job
a role
a community
a school
ending college
the end of a life stage
releasing with it
a way of being
releasing
a grudge
shifting
a character trait
an aspect of self
as a way
of going on
to the next phase
and change
wraps up
the old
to process
and
invite
possibility
to heal
to replenish
inviting temporary
emptiness
for
subsequent
spaciousness
and trust
that
something new
will be birthed
something new
different
and often better
for you
will invite itself
you'll hear the knock
and know precisely
when
to open the door
change
healing
loss
and newness
they're all tied
in sync
with each other
one without the other
would not exist
this is
human life
sending warm wishes
to the space you're at
in your cycle of life
loss
healing
change
a new beat
to your heart
fresh layers
of skin
mending
weaving
breathing
shifting
growing
may it be a beautiful process