Lynetta Clark LPC, Grief Counselor

08/12/2025

Grief Comes in Waves

The heart doesn’t heal in a straight path,
it moves in circles,
looping back through memories
we thought we’d already survived,
touching wounds
we believed had closed.

Some days, the ache crashes in
sharp as the first night;
other days, it ebbs,
a whisper in the background,
a shadow that moves when we do.

Over time, the jagged edges soften,
not because love has lessened,
but because it learns
a new shape inside us.

Grief weaves itself
into our days,
a quiet companion,
not an open wound.

It walks with us
into the morning light,
stands beside us
in moments of joy,
settles with us
in the stillness of night.

It does not leave; it changes,
from a force that breaks us
to a thread that binds us
to what we cherished,
to the person we are becoming
in its wake.

~ 'Grief Comes in Waves' by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art Unknown via Pinterest

07/31/2025

Growing Around Grief

Grief doesn’t simply pass with time; it reshapes you.
At first, it fills every corner of your life, leaving no space for anything else.
But slowly, you begin to grow around it.

Grief does not vanish, it remains, a part of you,
but your life expands to hold both the sorrow
and the possibility of joy again.

You are not who you were before the loss;
you are someone new,
carrying the weight of love in a different form.

Grief changes your heart, your priorities,
and the way you see the world,
not by erasing the pain,
but by teaching you how to live alongside it.

~ 'Growing Around Grief' by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art Unknown via Pinterest

07/28/2025

The Sacred Work of Grieving

Grief is not just an emotion,
it is a weight the body carries.
A fog that settles over the mind.
A quiet ache in the bones.

It is no wonder you feel tired.

In this season of sorrow, let yourself rest, deeply, unapologetically, and often.
This is not laziness.
This is the work of healing.

Nourish your body with what you can.
Even if it’s just a piece of bread, a cup of tea, or a few sips of water.
You are feeding a body that has been cracked open by loss.

Move gently.
Stretch your arms.
Step into sunlight if you can.
Breathe with intention.
The goal is not strength, but softness.
Not pushing through, but allowing yourself to be exactly as you are.

Let the tears come if they need to.
Let the silence linger if it comforts you.
Speak your loved one’s name.
Or hold it quietly in your heart.

You do not need to be ‘okay.’
You do not need to be ‘productive.’
You only need to be present with what is true for you now.

Grief is love, with nowhere to go.
Let that love cradle you, even in your exhaustion.

You are not alone in this.
You are not broken.
You are grieving.

And that is sacred work.

~ 'The Sacred Work of Grieving' by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art by Kiera Violet

06/23/2025

You do not get a say in whether you change. Loss demands it. When someone you love dies, the world you knew is gone, and the version of you that existed in that world is gone with it. With them. You are left standing in the wreckage of your old life, trying to understand how to move. Not even move forward, just to move.
This is what grief does. It forces change, even when you are not ready. You have to figure out who you are now. Certainly not because you want to, but because you cannot go back. And that’s one of the hardest parts.
You might not know who you are anymore. Things that once brought joy might feel meaningless. Conversations feel harder. You may pull back from people, or feel like no one understands you. That’s ok. This part of grief is disorienting. You are not doing it wrong. This is what it feels like when you are in between the life you had and the life you did not choose, but now have to live.
If you are here, I want to say gently... please, be patient with yourself. You do not have to have it all figured out right now. But yes, over time, you will begin to find pieces of yourself again. Maybe new ones. Maybe old ones in a different shape. The person you become will carry the loss with them, always. But they will also carry love, memory, and strength they did not know they had. You are still here. That matters. And you are allowed to take your time finding your way forward.

05/13/2025

In the stillness of nature, we remember what it means to simply be—free from the weight of the world, grounded in the present, and held by the earth. Liberated from the stresses of tomorrow, we are reminded of our oneness with the universe. Each flower, a blooming soul. Each constellation, a tapestry of destiny.

Let go of what was, and what will be. Your soul already knows what to do - be still and silent. Welcome your spirit home, and embrace the wonder and endurance of the natural world. We are all interconnected, in a world full of contrasts and layers. Our loved ones fly with us through love's reflection, nature's sister realm.

Nature is full of miracles, wisdom and strength. It is the source of all things. Adopt nature's pace. Live quietly in search of nature's next wondrous miracle. Surrender, trust, and let nature's simplicity guide you home to your soul.

Writer: Grieving Healing

Artist: Art by Verena Wild

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04/09/2025

Love eternal... 🤍

04/08/2025

Sometimes, when everything gets too overwhelming, I just shut myself off.

I ignore the calls, let the messages sit unread, and retreat to a place where I can just be alone. It’s not about running away from anyone – it’s about giving myself space to breathe. There’s a strange comfort in stepping back from the world, letting myself sit in the quiet, and just feeling whatever I need to feel without explaining it to anyone.

I think we all have days like that – when even the smallest noise feels like too much. So I let myself turn it all down. I take time to sort through my own thoughts, to just sit with what’s weighing on me.

It’s not easy, but sometimes, facing it alone brings a kind of calm that nothing else can. And slowly, piece by piece, I find my way back to myself, a little stronger, a little clearer.

~ Lj Blossoms, Writer’s Blossoms Writer’s Blossoms

~ Art by Kelly Rae Roberts

04/06/2025

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12/22/2024

11/29/2024

It's love...🧜‍♀️ 💙

05/31/2024

I know for certain that we never lose the people we love, even to death.
They continue to participate in every act, thought and decision we make.
Their love leaves an indelible imprint in our memories. We find comfort in knowing that our lives have been enriched by having shared their love ..

Leo Buscaglia 🦋

Artist Credit : Lucy Campbell