Sometimes we are forced to let go of things, situations, and people that deplete our spirit and drain our energy. We may not have wanted to or known how but then we find ourselves contemplating major, life-altering change. The routines that gave our days structure, suddenly break down and we are left with a terrible ache, longing, void.
I have heard this referred to as a god-shaped hole. We find ourselves there after a separation, big loss, any shock to the system. It’s tethered to grief and requires a complete recalibration of psyche, soul and soma.
On the other side of this “death” is a new understanding of our potential and purpose. As we’re going through this transformational process we may hold our breath, lose every ounce of faith. What would it feel like to embrace change the way we accept that a thunderstorm will come and go? Our life force is reaching out to us in much the same way, wishing (demanding) to be known.