Journal Entry 9.20.23

I was lost before I started this Grief Project.  I could not find my way, I was begging people to help me find signposts, to find a path, anything that would help to move me out of my entangled despair.  As soon as my friend suggested embodiment, ritual, and community I began finding my own path.

“It all began with a plan.”  The plan was the first step forward on my journey.  But as I began the journey, the path became clearer and clearer up ahead.  When I shared it with others they could see “the map” I am drawing for integrating my grief.  I do not know where my end point will be, but I am well on my way.  I am moving forward, the despair receding more and more in the activity of purposeful action.