Love in the Mourning
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The Myth of time
Welcome to Love in the Mourning
di Kathleen Powell
Thank you so much for being here listening to Love in the mourning...which I affectionately called good mourning...ooops. I combined my two vlogs Good grieving and Love in the mourning. Today we are discussing the myth of time healing. Time does not heal it just keeps time. I share a poem I wrote called "Learning to Dance Within it" by Kathie Powell Learning To Dance Within it A poem by Kathie Powell Time It gets a bad rap, Like it's supposed to heal all wounds, Like the ticking of seconds is some kind of salve for a broken heart. But time Time doesn’t heal. It just keeps time. A quiet, steady witness to our unraveling and our rising. A metronome for life’s song. No matter how offbeat it gets. Time isn’t the healer. We are. Through the tears we let fall, The love we still offer, The forgiveness we learn to extend, especially to ourselves. We confuse time’s purpose. Call it insufficient when pain lingers days, months, years later. But time never promised to fix anything. Time only promised to keep going. To show up, even when we don’t want to. And I I am grateful for time. Grateful that I still have some. How much? No clue. But I know it’s something precious. Like currency. And I want to spend it wisely, After spending time wasting it. I want to spend it Laughing so hard my stomach aches, Loving so deeply it scares me, Learning something new just because, Watching the sunset like it's the first time, Growing into someone softer, Crying without shame, Feeling it all, And living this wild, unpredictable, Beautiful life. Time doesn’t heal. It reveals. It reflects. It remembers. It runs out for each one of us But keeps ticking. So, I’ll keep pace with my time Not chase it But honour it. To let time do what it does best: Keep the beat, While I learn how to dance within it.
I’m so glad you’re here. This is a space where we talk about the inevitable—grief, death, and all the beautiful, hard things we’re often too afraid to name. In this first episode, I’m reading an excerpt from my book, The Hardest, Not the Worst Year: A Widow’s Journey—a reflection on energy. How it cannot be destroyed, only transformed. Just like love. Just like us. Each week we will tackle something different. There are over 43 different types of losses and we will get all of them, I hope. Once in awhile I’ll be joined by guests who will share their stories, thoughts, challenges, healing, and the moments that changed everything. We’ll talk about end-of-life wishes, vigils, legacy, grief (there are so many types of grief) and how to create beauty and peace for both the people who are at end of life and the ones who love them. We’re unpacking the sacred, the messy, the funny, and the deeply human experience of living and of death and all the stuff in between. At the heart of this is love. Let’s begin.
In a world where grief is often misunderstood, many find themselves grappling with the complicated emotions that come after losing a loved one. This post delves into the delicate balance of honoring past relationships while embracing new love. If you’ve ever wondered how one could possibly move on after loss, or if you’ve faced judgment for your journey, this is for you. Key Takeaways Grief is unique: Each individual experiences grief differently based on their relationship with the deceased. Love can bloom again: Moving on to new relationships does not diminish the love once felt. Support matters: It’s essential to provide a supportive environment for those navigating grief and new love. As we navigate through life after loss, let’s remember that love is a continuum. It’s okay to embrace new relationships and allow ourselves to feel joy again. If you or someone you know is stepping into the world of dating after a loss, approach this journey with an open heart and mind. Listening and supporting can make all the difference. Ask