I’m consciously consuming less. I only read 2-3 newsletters on Substack, yours being one of them. I’ve been off all social media for nearly three years now. The space and spaciousness of these decisions have been so deeply regenerative. Thank you for your work, Lisa. I’m blessed by it every week.
Ahhhh… the silence of not over consuming and being with what is. I think it’s a beautiful pause when you don’t have more links. There is so much wisdom and life in what you write. I like to sip it. Here your words below help my grieving heart. Thank you.
I feel all the people I miss, the long list of those I love who have died, asking me to remember them a little bit more clearly.
Thank you, as always, for the offerings you provide. I was really swept away by the video of David Whyte discussing The Well and grief. It's rare that a video captures my attention for the full length, and this one carried me through to the end. Grief has been a life-long companion of mine, and it's worn several different faces throughout the years. So I always appreciate other people's words and perspectives.
Thank you so much, Lisa, for this beautiful post. No matter how long I live, grief still has a way of catching me by surprise—almost as if a part of me still believes I can get “better” at it, that the next wave won’t take my breath away. But I have become more familiar with myself over the years. I’ve grown deeper, able to hold grief alongside joy, love, and beauty. And I’ve learned that even after the darkest moments, the light does return...eventually.
The part that believes we can get "better" at it and not be caught off guard... so relatable. I love hearing of your learnings along the journey -- thank you <3
Thank you Lisa for sharing your journey with grief, reminding me that we are all in our own private ways navigating this journey. Your words bring comfort and the inspiration to surrender yet again, welcoming more fully this heartbreaking longing and let it have its way with me, recognizing it knows what it is doing and is guiding me into a greater expression of love ❤️🙏🏽
Your post triggered grief over a profoundly intimate relationship that i was being ghosted. As i welcomed the grief, i knew i had to reach out from an even more vulnerable place than before, to not hold back and share the full depth of my love and devotion, into a deafening silence. Grief gave me the courage, the clarity and the honesty to put it all out on the table; to hold it inside and not share was unbearable. And so i said it, wept in the saying, and felt my own love come back to me. Thank you for sharing your vulnerability.
Yes, this is the moment that the gift of giving myself fully to the whole-hearted expression of my grief came back to bless me. It felt like Grief was standing beside me and saying "This is the benefit of trusting me, this is my joy to return your love to you"
So strange and a blessing that I find your comment and sentiment here and out of endless notes and words offered every day. The universe delivers.
I’ve been ghosted recently and several times by the same person after reconciling over a long period of time. I finally am done and have let it all go. Completely. In doing so, I felt exactly what you have described. My love came back to me. A very peaceful feeling as well. Thank you.
Hi Tricia! Thanks for your message, its amazing that in the vastness of this expanding universe, we get to connect and celebrate the gift of being ghosted! 👻 the workings of this creation are magical, I love being surprised and delighted with how things flow. For me, the depth of connection I shared with this beautiful soul was profoundly heart opening, and the grief of on again/off again was profound. I woke up and realized, hey, this love and devotion that I’m giving to this other person, this really belongs to me, me to myself and me with God/Goddess/Creator. So thankful I am able to have compassion for and still love this person, and feel deep appreciation for what we did share. I had a teacher once say there are two kinds of flowers in the garden of life; annuals and perennials. And the annuals are no less beautiful than the perennials. Thanks again for writing, fun to share our blessings!
more and more and more - exhausting for our nervous systems, terrible for our attention spans and so easy to get sucked into. Thank you for this gentle reminder 💗
I’m consciously consuming less. I only read 2-3 newsletters on Substack, yours being one of them. I’ve been off all social media for nearly three years now. The space and spaciousness of these decisions have been so deeply regenerative. Thank you for your work, Lisa. I’m blessed by it every week.
Thank you for being here amid the spaciousness -- regenerative feels like a perfect word for what that space brings 💛
Ahhhh… the silence of not over consuming and being with what is. I think it’s a beautiful pause when you don’t have more links. There is so much wisdom and life in what you write. I like to sip it. Here your words below help my grieving heart. Thank you.
I feel all the people I miss, the long list of those I love who have died, asking me to remember them a little bit more clearly.
Sending love to your grieving heart 🧡 thank you for this reflection.
We are all in this together. Thank you for highlighting that.
Thank you, as always, for the offerings you provide. I was really swept away by the video of David Whyte discussing The Well and grief. It's rare that a video captures my attention for the full length, and this one carried me through to the end. Grief has been a life-long companion of mine, and it's worn several different faces throughout the years. So I always appreciate other people's words and perspectives.
Goodness, hearing him speak his words is always so moving to me. It truly stirs something inside. So glad it connected with you 🧡
Your letters always come at the best time, and they are so comforting to me. Thank you for sharing your words 🖤
I'm so very grateful for that 💛
Thank you so much, Lisa, for this beautiful post. No matter how long I live, grief still has a way of catching me by surprise—almost as if a part of me still believes I can get “better” at it, that the next wave won’t take my breath away. But I have become more familiar with myself over the years. I’ve grown deeper, able to hold grief alongside joy, love, and beauty. And I’ve learned that even after the darkest moments, the light does return...eventually.
The part that believes we can get "better" at it and not be caught off guard... so relatable. I love hearing of your learnings along the journey -- thank you <3
Thank you Lisa for sharing your journey with grief, reminding me that we are all in our own private ways navigating this journey. Your words bring comfort and the inspiration to surrender yet again, welcoming more fully this heartbreaking longing and let it have its way with me, recognizing it knows what it is doing and is guiding me into a greater expression of love ❤️🙏🏽
This is such a lovely reflection -- thank you 💛 it knows what it is doing... so relieving to lean into that.
Your post triggered grief over a profoundly intimate relationship that i was being ghosted. As i welcomed the grief, i knew i had to reach out from an even more vulnerable place than before, to not hold back and share the full depth of my love and devotion, into a deafening silence. Grief gave me the courage, the clarity and the honesty to put it all out on the table; to hold it inside and not share was unbearable. And so i said it, wept in the saying, and felt my own love come back to me. Thank you for sharing your vulnerability.
"and felt my own love come back to me" profound profound profound. Thank you for sharing this <3
Yes, this is the moment that the gift of giving myself fully to the whole-hearted expression of my grief came back to bless me. It felt like Grief was standing beside me and saying "This is the benefit of trusting me, this is my joy to return your love to you"
So strange and a blessing that I find your comment and sentiment here and out of endless notes and words offered every day. The universe delivers.
I’ve been ghosted recently and several times by the same person after reconciling over a long period of time. I finally am done and have let it all go. Completely. In doing so, I felt exactly what you have described. My love came back to me. A very peaceful feeling as well. Thank you.
Hi Tricia! Thanks for your message, its amazing that in the vastness of this expanding universe, we get to connect and celebrate the gift of being ghosted! 👻 the workings of this creation are magical, I love being surprised and delighted with how things flow. For me, the depth of connection I shared with this beautiful soul was profoundly heart opening, and the grief of on again/off again was profound. I woke up and realized, hey, this love and devotion that I’m giving to this other person, this really belongs to me, me to myself and me with God/Goddess/Creator. So thankful I am able to have compassion for and still love this person, and feel deep appreciation for what we did share. I had a teacher once say there are two kinds of flowers in the garden of life; annuals and perennials. And the annuals are no less beautiful than the perennials. Thanks again for writing, fun to share our blessings!
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Your words on grief land exactly where they are needed today. Thank you Lisa 🤎
So grateful for that 💛 thank you for saying so.
This is so beautifully written Lisa. Thank you.
Thank you for taking the time to read it, Christine 💛
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Thank you 💔
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I love the idea of lost loved ones asking you to remember them more clearly. Thank you for this.
The algorithms that want us to consume
more and more and more - exhausting for our nervous systems, terrible for our attention spans and so easy to get sucked into. Thank you for this gentle reminder 💗
So sorry for your loss 💛