18/06/2026
this week it’s been 5 years since dad passed away!
losing him has been an ever evolving journey with my relationship to grief
what started off as this turbulent beast i didn’t understand, became this presence that popped up every now and then, that i started to recognise
something dad’s death has given me, is the ability to allow myself to grieve. what i continue to recognise in myself and many of others, is that we don’t know how to grieve. it feels scary, uncomfortable, uncontrollable. so we try to avoid it, to run away from it, to mute it, push it away, project it
and we think it needs to be about ‘big’ things like death and if it’s about anything else we discredit ourselves and tell ourselves its ‘too small’ to be grieving over
we forget to give ourselves the time and space to grieve through changes in friendships, jobs, homes, versions of ourselves, moving countries, something that happened that didn’t meet our expectations
i truly believed if we all allowed ourselves to grieve a little more about anything that weighs heavy on your heart, without judgement, the world would be a lighter place
because what we don’t let out, we bury alive
and your capacity to hold your grief is also your capacity to hold love. if you shut one off, you miss out on the other
so my invitation to you is this:
sit with yourself
feel into what’s weighing on your heart
and let it out. (really make a practice of this)
