Good Grief

Every sad, tragic thing that’s ever happened to you has had the opportunity to shape you more into who you are… or conversely has led you to forget who you are more and more until you don’t recognize yourself anymore.

As beautiful as life is, it can be utterly impossible at times. You’re humming along and bam!  Life throws you something you never expected and it changes the way you look at things completely. Sometimes for the better and sometimes not.

You try to hang on to your beliefs but with all the shock and awe it’s getting harder and harder to do this.

For me, it was the doctors. The big time, big hospital doctors that told me over and over again to give up on my daughter because there was no hope. I knew better so I fought them. I disagreed. The more I fought, the harder they argued and in the end, I succumbed. I literally fell to the floor. My legs just gave out. It was a huge loss. It was a loss of my trust in the universe. My hope that all things work themselves out for the best and that I was always protected and cared for.

If that was the case, how could this be happening? What am I supposed to learn from this?

The more tragic the situation, more important the lesson.

What if the situation is long over, you’ve tried to learn from it yet you’re still carrying the emotional weight of it around with you?

When I was going through the trauma of Zoe possibly passing any day I thought I was okay. I had found some relief with my daily Qi Gong practice.  After my first Trame Vibration session I got in my car and I felt so calm. Like everything inside my head and body was quiet for the first time in a long time. I started driving away and the stillness remained. I put on the radio and thought, “this is my jam!” I cranked it up and proceeded to rock out. Alone. No, this isn’t embarassing, this is monumental! I hadn’t realized I wasn’t enjoying music anymore until that moment!

This was the first change I noticed followed by many others. It made me think of all the people out there that were suffering in their state of anticipatory grief. Had Zoe passed I would have gone to therapy or talked to someone but because she survived everyone assumed I was okay.

How many of us are caring for a sick or dying parent, caring for a child with an unknown disability or grieving a loss that hasn’t come?

I am still baffled that I needed help and I didn’t know it. My Trame treatment helped me start to see things differently. As Dr.Wayne Dyer wrote: “Change the way you look at things and the things you look at change” but how do you do that when your emotions are overwhelming?

There are many ways up the mountain and what works for me or you may not be suitable for someone else but it’s worth opening our eyes to see that we can feel good again. Despite all that’s happened you can find your joy, find the little things that make you smile and eventually with enough momentum going in the direction of appreciation  that inner smile turns into an outer one on your face.

All of a sudden more choices are all spread out in front of you and you are in awe of the progress you’ve made. Synchronicities show up.  Some days will suck. Some days will not but you keep getting up every morning and asking yourself what makes me happy? What will tickle you in this moment? Follow that innate wisdom inside of you and let what feels good be your guide.

Let’s make each moment sweet again for you and see how your world fills up with joy.

Lots of love,

Madeleine