An Outlet For Grief In My Rainbow
Grieving is as important as you allowing yourself to free-up energy that is bound to the lost person. There will be/there is time to re-invest that energy elsewhere.
A part of us remains tied to the past, I know, too. Grieving is not forgetting, I remember, too. Mourning is constant crying, giving birth to an overwhelming spectrum of pain, the most transcendent beauty I can perceive even without touching you, expressing your deepest thoughts and feelings through love words and love art and love music and love patience. Remember? I am holding your metaphysical hand! If you loved me once, you will love me again.
At the end of the world, literally two worlds apart, I am the privileged receiver of all of these, your precious gifts. I channel them, I receive them, I understand them, I speak your difficult language, I read and write your pregnant heart, I sing your beautiful and fragile soul, both lost and found, we dance in the rainbow. We stand still in the glow.
“Above all, mourning is a spiritual journey of the heart and soul. Grief and loss invite you to consider why people live, why people die, and what gives life meaning and purpose. These are the most spiritual questions we have language to form.” God has chosen us to ride the storm.
You have asked all these questions. All the answers may be in my rainbow. It is not really mine. The rainbow is one of the most beautiful, naturally occurring phenomenons in nature. Scientifically speaking, rainbows appear in the sky when sunlight enters raindrops, causing dispersion and refraction of the light. But rainbows symbolize so much more than just a scientific anomaly. They are you and me.
Rainbows hold deep meaning and significance to the individuals who discover them. People who have suffered a great personal loss, for example, are often deeply and profoundly impacted when they spot a rainbow, especially on an important day or at the time when they need to know they have not been forgotten. Always on my mind, always in my heart, I have been looking for you all my life.
Grief is what we think and feel on the inside when someone we love dies. It is the internal meaning given to the experience of loss. It comes and goes in waves. Mourning is the outward expression of our grief, it is the expression of one's grief. Grief, like sighs, is part of the healing process. Tears are a normal part of life. Each raindrop acts as both prism (refraction) and mirror (reflection). Rainbows are masterpieces that nature paints across the sky, our horizon. How I am supposed to reach you. When you are already mine.
I offer words that touch the heart, I play some music that soothe the soul as sadness is a necessary hallmark symptom of grief, the consequence of losing something we care about. Sadness and love are inextricably linked. Staying connected and available, I am a good listener to your silence. I speak your difficult language, I read and write your pregnant heart, I sing your beautiful and fragile soul, both lost and found, we dance in the rainbow. We stand still in the glow.
Paul tells us, “Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn” (Romans 12:15). Rejoicing is easier than mourning, but both are part of the human experience in this fallen world. Just like embryos that are curled.
Yet grief is more powerful, subtle, and complex. This is why it is so overwhelming. It is an amalgam of all our most powerful feelings in a distressing roiling cauldron of emotion. It is anger at the injustice, bitterness about the loss, fear for the future, regrets about the times you were less than perfect. But every scar can be healed, every tear can be licked.
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted." The Good News: God will never abandon us during our times of grief. Instead, He will always provide us with love and hope. (Matthew 5:4) It has been designed for us to cope.
Thinking of you, I choose to believe that the rainbow is a sign from the Almighty that we are not forgotten. It is mentioned in the story of Noah’s Ark; after God appeared before Noah following the flood, there was a beautiful rainbow in the sky signifying His Glory and Power as well as His Covenant. It is never really gone, even if we cannot see it for a while or a long time. The rainbow is Love, God´s Love!
Loving you, I dare to see bold visions and dream crazy dreams. I do not see only powerful beautiful colors but another metaphysical system which is guardian angels, angel colors sent to Earth to guide us as we tend to be blind or blinded, they give us their hands. Arching over the horizon, they are so much more than our best friends.
So next time you see a rainbow, stop and take it in. Let its beauty and creativity fill you with peace and joy! It has been said that no two people see a rainbow exactly the same way. So the rainbow you view in the sky is truly unique to you! But then, maybe, we really are one, two missing different pieces to God´s puzzle. You are patting your wild horse's velvety muzzle.
The rainbow truly is a beautiful, mysterious, and magical phenomenon. Nothing in nature quite excites or energizes us like spotting a full bow (or double bow!) across the sky. And imagining and knowing not how much significance each color holds makes it all the more fascinating. Everybody can enjoy the ride. Actually, it is godlike skating.
I am lost in our rainbow
Now our rainbow has gone
Overcast by your shadow
As our worlds move on
In this shirt, I can be you
To be near you for a while
In this shirt, I can be you
To be near you for a while
There's a crane
Knocking down
All those things
That we were
I awake
In the night to hear the engines purr
There's a pain
It does ripple
Through my frame, makes me lame
There's a thorn in my side
It's the shame, it's the pride
Of you and me
Ever changing
Moving on now
Moving fast
And his touch
Must be wanted
Must become
Through your ask
But I need Jake to tell you
That I love you
It never rests
And I've bled every day now
For a year
For a year
I did send you a note
On the wind for to read
Our names there together
Must have fallen like a seed
To the depths of the soil
Buried deep in the ground
On the wind, I could hear you
Call my name, held the sounds
I am lost
I am lost, in our rainbow
Now our rainbow has gone
I am lost, in our rainbow
Now our rainbow has gone
I am lost
I am lost
I am lost
I am lost
I am lost
Rainbows are stunning, like shooting stars and Northern lights, they are total magic, Mother Nature style. It is hard to see a rainbow and not feel like a little special something is happening. Don´t you even stop in your tracks and swoon at the beauty of the thing? Is it a colorful path created by the goddess of the rainbow, Iris, linking us to the immortals? Each hue blends into the next without a hard boundary, leaving the interpretation up to the person who sees the rainbow. Like me seeing & loving & listening to your overly sensitive beautiful soul.
And in fact, a rainbow does not even actually “exist”. It is not an object, it is an optical phenomenon. Which is why no two people see the same rainbow, and yet they do, we know, another paradox. And aren´t you also captured by the spot on the tail of a peacock? Why, why, why? Well, there is certainly so much more to a rainbow than meets the eye!
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