Week No. 02

I welcome all thoughts, feelings, emotions, persons, situations, and conditions.

“’Grief is feral,’ Francis Weller writes. Grief is the gate into a life that cannot be manipulated, dominated, or controlled. The wild urges of sorrow shape us into sturdy souls.

- K.J. Ramsey

Remember a time when your tears set you free. What happened? What was that grief like? How did it feel inside of your body? Did you cry quietly? Did you writhe and wail? If “the wild urges of sorrow shape us into sturdy souls”… how did your tears shape yours?

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