I really enjoyed this episode and especially Sah’s candidness and authenticity. His cursing was my favorite part. Lol. Often conscious people are burdened by the perception of being “perfect” people who walk around saying namaste all day. But to witness someone so self-aware and conscious yet down to earth enough to use profanity illustrated the duality (or multiplicity) in the human.
This hit home for me. I’ve lost the only people in my life that really knew me and genuinely loved me for me. I’ve been trying to define who I am ever since but I’m still lost. No one understands me
So my grief is similar but different. I don’t know how to say this as appropriately so I’ll try my best. Me (22f) has lived with my mom for 20 years of my life. We were hardly ever in agreement, or in likeness. We argued bickered, and it was constant tension and almost as if I was walking on egg shells around her, when it came to expressing myself, being myself or even asking questions about her or my environment or the truth for the matter. Anything she didn’t like or would not agree with turned my world upside down. When that would happen, of course I didn’t know how to pick myself back up, even when I realized I had to do it alone, I was always battered by how I did it as well and it wasn’t all bad things but then again, I never had reinforcement that would initially help my situation and I’ve considered most of the possibilities that could have been as to why that is. As I’ve gotten older and grown up some more, I had realized that even if there is grace, and love, I could never be able to know my own mother. So I had to start learning how to take care of myself and it made me realize that I’ve been avoiding the grief I had to feel about my mom for a long time. She is alive on this earth. But me and her don’t have any kind of connection anymore. Even if we did it would be through others. But the kind of feeling when being around your mom who doesn’t feel like it…It’s estranged and indifferent. It would be possible to exist with her, at the expense of my wellbeing and health. And I have risked my own health over trying to work with her, to live with her and had to realize that she would rather drain me dry than to have a relationship. I know I have to grieve over the fact that she’s probably had to go through some rough edges in her life, and there’s a part of her that’s locked away within herself, but I’ll never know or understand that during her lifetime Yet God holds miracles so there’s hope for it, but I lived in reality too much to really believe it and to grieve over the fact that the mother for me never existed….It’s grief over spiritual death with her and grief over a version of myself that is tired of fighting to have something with my mom that only existed in my head. It’s a very big feeling that I am currently experiencing and I don’t know how to exist right now on my own however I am trying and I have the will to want to be and stay alive at whatever life may be for me. My grief allows me to cry every night, to rest and to get up to know who I can be in every moment. My grief allows me to process and to open up my heart to new things even when I am hurting. I am grateful to even be able to know this because it tells me I am strong enough to be who I want to be and that if I can coexist with this, I am capable to achieve so much more.
Thank you for sharing. I relate so much to your experience as I also never had a great relationship with my mother. I grieve for what never was as well as what will never be. Grieving the loss of connection with someone who is still living is a different type of grief. In some ways it may be easier to cope with if they were deceased. But to know that they are out there in the world, continually and intentionally choosing to hurt you is incomprehensible. Just know you’re not alone. Many of us carry this burden. And I’m proud of you for choosing yourself. ❤
I'm very thankful for this episode. I have been grieving the loss of my father from prostate cancer. I have been going to therapy and working through it and my feelings. It's been a year and I still feel that, "Who am I now that he is gone" It's just not easy. From this episode I know for sure I still have a lot of more work to do on this grief journey.
I remember one of the first disagreements I had with my dad after my mom passed was about if he had the capacity to show up emotionally for me as my mom did. And I’ll never forget my dad say “idk but I’ll try”. Mind blowing moment. It taught so much about grace, forgiveness and understanding
My mom passed away when I was 21 years old and although I had my dad with me, life has never been the same. My dad was a hands on grandfather to my kids and me, he did everything for us but the love from my mom was missed even more because she was one of the most caring people that I knew and I lost her so soon in my life I just didn’t understand it, but God knows best and I appreciate her for molding me into the person I am now! I will never be as awesome as she was but I’ll keep trying! 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷
How appropriately and divinely timed. Mi Abuela transitioned March 9th. I understand the "questioning of whether or not she truly lived.....it's been 30 days and I go back in my memory and think "wow, did granny actually die and was there really a service." It give credence to the idea that our lives are just vapor.
This conversation is so relatable to my experience of loosing my young daughter. I ground myself by walking. Sometimes I experience such a strong desire to walk especially when my feelings, body and spirit, my experience of walking allow Mother Earth to hold me as I communicate with her through my gentle, mindful walking.
Thank you for continuing to make these videos they are changing my thinking, feeling, being and perspective for the better. You are making such an impact
I really enjoyed this episode and especially Sah’s candidness and authenticity. His cursing was my favorite part. Lol. Often conscious people are burdened by the perception of being “perfect” people who walk around saying namaste all day. But to witness someone so self-aware and conscious yet down to earth enough to use profanity illustrated the duality (or multiplicity) in the human.
This hit home for me. I’ve lost the only people in my life that really knew me and genuinely loved me for me. I’ve been trying to define who I am ever since but I’m still lost. No one understands me
So my grief is similar but different. I don’t know how to say this as appropriately so I’ll try my best. Me (22f) has lived with my mom for 20 years of my life. We were hardly ever in agreement, or in likeness. We argued bickered, and it was constant tension and almost as if I was walking on egg shells around her, when it came to expressing myself, being myself or even asking questions about her or my environment or the truth for the matter. Anything she didn’t like or would not agree with turned my world upside down. When that would happen, of course I didn’t know how to pick myself back up, even when I realized I had to do it alone, I was always battered by how I did it as well and it wasn’t all bad things but then again, I never had reinforcement that would initially help my situation and I’ve considered most of the possibilities that could have been as to why that is. As I’ve gotten older and grown up some more, I had realized that even if there is grace, and love, I could never be able to know my own mother. So I had to start learning how to take care of myself and it made me realize that I’ve been avoiding the grief I had to feel about my mom for a long time. She is alive on this earth. But me and her don’t have any kind of connection anymore. Even if we did it would be through others. But the kind of feeling when being around your mom who doesn’t feel like it…It’s estranged and indifferent. It would be possible to exist with her, at the expense of my wellbeing and health. And I have risked my own health over trying to work with her, to live with her and had to realize that she would rather drain me dry than to have a relationship. I know I have to grieve over the fact that she’s probably had to go through some rough edges in her life, and there’s a part of her that’s locked away within herself, but I’ll never know or understand that during her lifetime Yet God holds miracles so there’s hope for it, but I lived in reality too much to really believe it and to grieve over the fact that the mother for me never existed….It’s grief over spiritual death with her and grief over a version of myself that is tired of fighting to have something with my mom that only existed in my head. It’s a very big feeling that I am currently experiencing and I don’t know how to exist right now on my own however I am trying and I have the will to want to be and stay alive at whatever life may be for me. My grief allows me to cry every night, to rest and to get up to know who I can be in every moment. My grief allows me to process and to open up my heart to new things even when I am hurting. I am grateful to even be able to know this because it tells me I am strong enough to be who I want to be and that if I can coexist with this, I am capable to achieve so much more.
Thank you for sharing. I relate so much to your experience as I also never had a great relationship with my mother. I grieve for what never was as well as what will never be. Grieving the loss of connection with someone who is still living is a different type of grief. In some ways it may be easier to cope with if they were deceased. But to know that they are out there in the world, continually and intentionally choosing to hurt you is incomprehensible. Just know you’re not alone. Many of us carry this burden. And I’m proud of you for choosing yourself. ❤
I'm very thankful for this episode. I have been grieving the loss of my father from prostate cancer. I have been going to therapy and working through it and my feelings. It's been a year and I still feel that, "Who am I now that he is gone" It's just not easy. From this episode I know for sure I still have a lot of more work to do on this grief journey.
I remember one of the first disagreements I had with my dad after my mom passed was about if he had the capacity to show up emotionally for me as my mom did. And I’ll never forget my dad say “idk but I’ll try”. Mind blowing moment. It taught so much about grace, forgiveness and understanding
My mom passed away when I was 21 years old and although I had my dad with me, life has never been the same. My dad was a hands on grandfather to my kids and me, he did everything for us but the love from my mom was missed even more because she was one of the most caring people that I knew and I lost her so soon in my life I just didn’t understand it, but God knows best and I appreciate her for molding me into the person I am now! I will never be as awesome as she was but I’ll keep trying! 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷
How appropriately and divinely timed. Mi Abuela transitioned March 9th. I understand the "questioning of whether or not she truly lived.....it's been 30 days and I go back in my memory and think "wow, did granny actually die and was there really a service." It give credence to the idea that our lives are just vapor.
This conversation is so relatable to my experience of loosing my young daughter. I ground myself by walking. Sometimes I experience such a strong desire to walk especially when my feelings, body and spirit, my experience of walking allow Mother Earth to hold me as I communicate with her through my gentle, mindful walking.
beautiful!!! 🩵
Thank you for continuing to make these videos they are changing my thinking, feeling, being and perspective for the better. You are making such an impact
When I lost my mother omg lord I lost half of me. 😢
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