12/23/2025
A Loving kindness Meditation for Grieving Parents and their Children in Spirit.
I invite you to spend time with this meditation as you read through it, or you may choose to have someone read it to you or record it yourself and listen to it. When you begin, start by taking a slow, deep, gentle breath and place one hand on your heart. Feel the pressure as giving yourself a hug.
Between each phrase, allow yourself a deep breath.
Let there be space between each phrase, allowing yourself the opportunity to fill it fully
• May I honor my child with my never-ending love.
May I give myself the care I wish to give to my child.
• May I feel their presence,
and when I don’t, may I still know they are here.
• May I be gentle with myself and my expectations.
May I allow my grief to be exactly as it is,
trusting feelings always change.
• May I not judge how I am coping or how I am feeling.
• May I be patient with those who don’t understand me.
• May I know that surviving this loss does not mean forgetting,
and that remembering always means staying connected.
• May I live life fully, as an expression of honoring the love I have for my child
Now, if it feels right,
gently bring your child into your awareness.
As you do, begin to breathe in a color—
a peaceful color, or your child’s favorite color.
Breathe it in slowly, as many times as you wish,
allowing it to fill your lungs
and move through your body
as oxygen flows through your veins.
As you exhale,
release anything you do not need—
anything that no longer serves you.
There is no need to picture anything clearly.
Simply allow.
I now offer these words to your child.
After each phrase pause and repeat it silently in your mind,
using your child’s name.
Place your hand on your heart.
• May my child feel happy, healthy, and whole.
May they feel loved, cared for, and complete.
• May they feel my love—
my heart, my soul, and my mind—
especially in the spirit of the holidays.
• May they feel wrapped in my love
from the top of their head
to the tips of their toes.
• May they know they will always be remembered,
held in my heart forever,
endlessly bonded with my soul.
There will be times when we feel far away from our child.
And still, they are always here—just like the sun at night. We don't see it , but we know it exists
waiting to be seen again.
Place your hand on your heart.
• May I trust in the everlasting bond
between myself and my child.
May I trust that this bond can never be damaged, torn, or touched.
• May I trust that love
is the most powerful energy of all—
protecting us and nourishing our connection.
• May I trust grief as an expression of my love,
and that my happiness is not a betrayal.
I do not have to hide my pain.
I do not have to hold onto suffering
to feel close.
I can honor my child in my own way,
knowing they wish the very best for me.
May we all feel less alone in our grief.
May kindness find us in unexpected ways this season—
through one another,
and through moments we did not anticipate.
May our awareness open us
to what we might not otherwise see.
Now, as we begin to close,
bring your attention back to your breath.
Notice your hand on your chest,
the gentle pressure,
the support beneath you—
the chair, the floor, the ground holding you.
Breathe in that beautiful color once more—
the love for and from your child.
Take one last slow, gentle breath,
pressing the love softly into your heart,
holding it with care,
slowly exhale and gently open your eyes.
by Susan Posada, PhD
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