Vivienne, that phrase, “Grief is love with no place to go”, has lived in me too. It’s one of those truths that feels less like a metaphor and more like a map.
And you're absolutely right… when we give it somewhere to go, through creativity, presence, reflection, it stops feeling like weight and starts feeling like movement. Still heavy, maybe, but moving.
I think that’s what I’m trying to do here. Let the love go somewhere, even if it’s not where I hoped it would land.
Thank you for showing up with your voice and tenderness. It matters.
Thank you for sharing your heartfelt words in grace and humility.
I felt the love in your words, so you have given it somewhere to go.
I have also learned to let the Love go back to myself. Parts of me that I have suppressed or judged. I feel that is a big part of us becoming truly whole.
Keep writing. Your words spread and expand the Love, as they are received by others.🩵🩵🩵
Thank you Lee. One of my poems disguised as an essay. I think I'm going to have to start a new newsletter just for my poems. They don't do as well as my essays so I think my regular audience isn't as interested in them, which is totally good. It's not the focus of this newsletter to be honest.
If there is confusion, or mixed messages, it’s a definite walk away. That also falls under the umbrella of passive-aggressive, which is one of the very worst traits in a human in my opinion. Just be direct and real and yes, messy.
I can handle the painful truth, but never a lie.
Beautifully worded and we have all been there. It’s good to know we aren’t alone.
I wasn’t trying to write something polished, I was just trying to say something true. So to hear that it landed as emotionally comprehensive… that tells me I managed to put shape to something that’s usually just heartache.
Thank you for sitting with it. That kind of witnessing is a gift, and something I needed right now.
A while ago someone said to me...
'Grief is Love with no place to go..'
Wow! I had an intense release with those few words.
It felt like the Love in me was asking...'give me somewhere to go'
I channel that Love into creativity. I feel that is where Love loves to go🩵🩵🩵
Vivienne, that phrase, “Grief is love with no place to go”, has lived in me too. It’s one of those truths that feels less like a metaphor and more like a map.
And you're absolutely right… when we give it somewhere to go, through creativity, presence, reflection, it stops feeling like weight and starts feeling like movement. Still heavy, maybe, but moving.
I think that’s what I’m trying to do here. Let the love go somewhere, even if it’s not where I hoped it would land.
Thank you for showing up with your voice and tenderness. It matters.
Thank you for sharing your heartfelt words in grace and humility.
I felt the love in your words, so you have given it somewhere to go.
I have also learned to let the Love go back to myself. Parts of me that I have suppressed or judged. I feel that is a big part of us becoming truly whole.
Keep writing. Your words spread and expand the Love, as they are received by others.🩵🩵🩵
The echo absolutely does feel like grief. 💜
It does. I'm feeling it. Right now. Thank you for sitting with me through it.
Beautifully written, as usual ❤️
Thank you Lee. One of my poems disguised as an essay. I think I'm going to have to start a new newsletter just for my poems. They don't do as well as my essays so I think my regular audience isn't as interested in them, which is totally good. It's not the focus of this newsletter to be honest.
If there is confusion, or mixed messages, it’s a definite walk away. That also falls under the umbrella of passive-aggressive, which is one of the very worst traits in a human in my opinion. Just be direct and real and yes, messy.
I can handle the painful truth, but never a lie.
Beautifully worded and we have all been there. It’s good to know we aren’t alone.
Amen to that. I can walk through pain. I’ve done it more times than I can count. But what guts me, every time, is the confusion. The mixed signals.
Like you said, I’ll take the messy, the raw, the truth. Even if it hurts.
Thank you for this, truly. It’s good to be reminded that some of us are still willing to show up honest, even when it’s not pretty.
All I can say is this feels emotionally comprehensive.
That means a lot to me.
I wasn’t trying to write something polished, I was just trying to say something true. So to hear that it landed as emotionally comprehensive… that tells me I managed to put shape to something that’s usually just heartache.
Thank you for sitting with it. That kind of witnessing is a gift, and something I needed right now.
You wrote from the heart and forget caring about it being “ polished”. It is already a diamond. Let it flow out. You obviously have a talent for that.