After writing yesterday’s post (Releasing sympathy grief), I went into one of my self healing sessions.
I identified the grief I was holding onto and spoke to it. I cried. A lot. My eyes still feel the sting of the tears today. I released those feelings from all parts of my body, listing off each part. I spoke to my inner child, releasing her bonds to this grief that she took on at a young age. I released the grief back into the world to be recycled into something better.
Today, I breathed more fully than I have been able to in a long time. Not only are my breaths fuller but they feel richer. Like, not only can I take in more air but the air itself has more oxygen. My yawns even feel more productive.
I’ve been searching for the source of this tightness in my chest. I wonder if part of it has gone the way of that sympathy grief, to be recycled by the Universe into something more productive.
