Tao Te Ching

Walking through fields of loss, I find I sit down often and cry because I don't know what else to do. The rate at which I am finally beginning to process events which have occurred has almost unhinged me in the last few days because the sorrow is becoming almost unbearable.

And while I have other emotions which are surfacing (and which I'm told is normal), it is sorrow which is most constant, especially on a rainy morning like today's.

The Tao Te Ching tells us in verse 23:

When we completely lose our way, we become one with loss.
When we become one with loss, loss embraces us.

Publicly I may appear stoic, but privately I grieve on my knees, on the floor; prostrate. I can't hold myself anymore. It is in these moments when loss embraces me and the floor or Mother Earth holds me. It may not be what I need, but it leaves me feeling supported, even for just a moment.