Shuck and Jive
Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grief. Show all posts
Monday, October 08, 2012
Meaning of Life, Part 78
We live in a world that doesn't like pain. We too might be tempted to turn from it, to keep the stiff upper lip. But grief asks us to touch pain, to sit with pain and to ask it to tea.
Being with your sorrow is brave. It is counter culture courage. Not only is there nothing wrong with you for feeling your pain, know that it takes strength to venture into this frightening territory.
~Ashley Davis Bush
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Thursday, August 23, 2012
Bitchy
The song that keeps running through my head is "You've Got to Hide Your Love Away" by the Beatles. Before all the Beatlemaniacs tell me what the song "means" or "meant" for me it is about grief. Grief is Love. Grief is Love that has lost its object. It doesn't matter whether the grief is over a breakup or a death, the song speaks about the loneliness of grief, its shame and its social stigma. Here are the lyrics.
The astute observer will note that the patient is starting to get in touch with his anger. It reveals itself in sarcasm and painful witticisms. When approaching the patient take care not to do the following or you may lose your eye teeth.
So, please, hang in there with the patient and keep trying.
For those wanting to be present with someone in grief, here are some suggestions.
Here I stand head in handNo that won't do. You've got to hide your grief away. Hide it away. We don't want to see it. Take it to a shrink or to a group or to your momma but don't show it. Your time is up. We have to move on. When are you going to get better? When will you be your old self again? When are you going to get to that "new normal?" No one is saying this. This is my projection even as it isn't just my projection. No one wants to see people grieving forever. So for those who do wonder when I am going to be my old self again, I do have an answer. Here it is. I will be better on April 1, 2075 at 3:30 p.m. Can you wait that long?
Turn my face to the wall
The astute observer will note that the patient is starting to get in touch with his anger. It reveals itself in sarcasm and painful witticisms. When approaching the patient take care not to do the following or you may lose your eye teeth.
- Mention God. The patient and the Divine Master of the Universe are not on speaking terms. No theological acumen on your part will do anything to change that.
- Attempt to cheer up the patient or say something "hopeful" such as "Someday you will grow from this." Grrrrr.
- Give advice to the patient of any kind about any thing. Period.
So, please, hang in there with the patient and keep trying.
For those wanting to be present with someone in grief, here are some suggestions.
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