Healing in Motion

Grief is the expression of healing in motion. As I make the seemingly bottomless descent, it helps to remember that grief is the downpour my soul has been thirsting for. Because what remains hidden for too long doesn’t change. It is calcified in place, often sealed by shame, left untouched and forgotten by time. But when it can finally come into the open to be seen, it is exposed to new conditions and it begins to move. It rises on a salty geyser of tears, sometimes sung to the surface by my favorite song, streaming down my cheeks until it moistens the soil where I stand, preparing me for new growth.