The Sorrow In A Song Of Loss
/This is Part 1 in a 4-Part Series of articles on pet loss and grief.
Sorrow
Loss.
Saying goodbye.
This is a song of sorrow; grieving the loss of a loved one.
It is purposefully not presented in the details of who, what or where. It is written with a "wide you" that can represent anyone or any being. It represents a loss that could not be expressed in flowery prose, but only in short sentences.
I offer this for you that perhaps, on an occasion when you experience loss, one of the phrases might be meaningful for you.
Loss and Sorrow with The Radiance Technique®
Students of The Radiance Technique® (TRT®) have a means to support themselves in times of joy and sorrow, knowing that both sides of these experiences are part of being alive here on Planet Earth.
For those who have studied The First Degree of TRT®, extra time spent in TRT® hands-on positions is beneficial. It is empowering to be able to help ourselves in difficult situations. We are not helpless; we have a way to support ourselves with strength and resilience as we move through our various circumstances.
Does it mean we don't feel the immense loss? Oh, not at all. But we are filling in the loss with greater light, and that is part of the healing process that is supported with TRT®.
Students of The Second Degree of TRT® will also benefit from extra time spent in TRT® hands-on positions. TRT® hands-on is vital in all the degrees of The Radiance Technique®.
Students of The Second Degree of TRT® (and above) are also able to direct universal energy to the situation before it occurs, during, and afterwards. They can direct to the one they have lost as well as to themselves to provide more healing light that can benefit our mind, emotions, and physical body. We usually experience loss on all these levels.
A Song of Sorrow
Listen, as I sing to you sotto voce in this lyrical song of loss:
Every last meal, last look, every last moment that we lie together I cherish.
And then I weep.
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Gazing on the somnolent rise and fall of your chest, my heart bleeds, knowing that tomorrow night I will never see you again.
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You can't imagine how the spirit of such a small being fills such a large house.
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Our last night together.
Tomorrow I have to be strong enough to say goodbye.
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My world is about to end as I know it. We have to say goodbye, my love.
Forever in this world.
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The heavens are shimmering, as they softly wait to welcome one of theirs home.
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There is a gaping hole of sorrow in my heart with you gone from my life.
I love you so much and pray for your safety.
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You had to go, that I understand.
It’s just the raw, gaping hole – the void – left in our house without you.
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I dread going to bed. The first night without you in 18 years.
Loss.
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How can this be enough? Just the two of us without you.
I miss you more than I could ever express.
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It’s empty. There’s an emptiness where you should be.
The gaping hole again, in my heart, in our bed.
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To wake up this morning without you, it’s too quiet. Too empty.
Physical pain in my heart.
Oh, sweet baby, where are you? Please be safe.
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This gigantic house with just the two of us. Feels too big.
When it was the three of us, we filled it to the brim.
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Our house was vibrant, a bustling home, with the three of us.
You didn’t even have to move for me to feel your presence.
You are missing to us.
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In the dark early morning, I pace in the bedroom, without you. I can’t lie down. Remembering your sweet gestures, your talking, your vibrancy.
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Dawn is breaking upon our loss. An entire 24 hours to face without you.
You have not yet been gone for 24 hours.
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Grief shimmers, pure and holy. Everything trivial disintegrates as it nears me.
My eyes glimmer with loss, searching for invisible worlds.
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Death may have conquered your body, but never your spirit.
It is in the land of spirit that we now must meet.
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My love, it is simply too quiet here without you.
I miss you with all my heart.
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It’s not that it’s a night, or two nights, or even a week of nights without you.
All the rest of my nights will be without you.
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Who could have imagined how you were woven into the fabric of our lives?
Now without you, we’re starting to fray and unravel.
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It’s empty, painfully empty, without you.
We rattle around in this house, wondering where you are.
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An anchor.
For 18 years, you steadily anchored my life.
Now I teeter, unsteady in my bearings. Whirlpools of sadness surround me.
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Late at night, I hear a noise in the other room.
Immediately I look up, thinking it was you.
Then I remember: you’re not here.
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Dark morning. I awaken with a dream of you.
My lower back aches, my heart even more.
Must hold on to our love, even with you gone.
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Can’t believe you are gone from me.
A week later, the pain of loss is worse, not better.
I miss you deep within my heart.
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I must remember in the sorrow of missing you:
to honor and cherish our vast forever love.
Can’t let the grief wash that away.
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I'm happy I made it to the farmers market and back home by noon.
Yet, it’s the sorrow that got me up early.
Keep moving.
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If you could just come around the corner,
as if you’d only been downstairs for a spell, how we would light up!
We’d be so happy to see you.
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The heartache of having you gone goes on and on.
Wishing you were here with us.
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Two weeks now. Two weeks since we said goodbye forever.
It’s not any easier.
Sorrow still swirls around your loss. Missing you so.
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"In the wee small hours of the morning, while the whole wide world is fast asleep.
You lie awake and think about the girl, and never, ever think of counting sheep."
My love… Missing you.
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The rest of us have to go on without you… it’s just so hard to do.
Missing your presence and love.
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Baby, I miss you so much.
That first moment when I wake up and you’re not there.
Aching sorrow.
Healing Our Sorrow Is A Process
For my sweetheart:
“The fragrant rose that you were has faded and wilted away.
The pure love that you are remains alive and protected in my heart forever.”
Words of wisdom from a friend provided comfort and a gentle salve on the wounds of loss:
“The Radiant Love you share is a Gift to all into Forever.
This is your Service together...”
