Hi Community,
There is a kind of grief I want to speak to this week. It’s not the grief of losing someone else but the grief of losing who we used to be.
When an identity softens or falls away, it can feel disorienting. We may miss the certainty, the clarity, the version of ourselves that knew how to move through the world with confidence or ease.
Even if that version was built from survival, effort, or expectation, it still held us once. And it deserves to be honored.
This grief feels prominent in my circles right now. I have heard it reflected often in my one on one sessions, Instagram DM’s and within my own life. The uncertainty can feel daunting and the tinges of shame of grieving who we once were can surface.
This can be an inevitable part of the spiritual journey as it is one of constantly laying down old patterns, rigorously dissecting our belief systems and riding the waves of constant rebirth.
And so, a little medi for you to touch into this part of yourself. To feel it and to honour it. A worthy practice for us all navigating and processing the ways in which we have changed.
xo ally
