That sadness that we make up the soul
able to feel the true experience of the loss of a loved one, is closely related to the great satisfaction of being able to feel with great vitality, that person's living presence within us. We let go the feeling that death in us and we were more complete and less empty.
We die with our dead as we do not let go because we feel that a large part of who we also falls on the side of death with them. If you long for the loss of love becomes an experience life, we must tolerate the pain, anger, guilt, and the different emotions that make the work of mourning.
Recognition of the person who was, with all its positive and negative experiences, becomes more real as you reconcile these different parts, as they give up the idealization of the person, that is, we surrender remember it only in terms of his generosity, his charisma, his happiness, intelligence or kindness, "to keep in mind how good it not so good, the memory will appear less deformed, the projection is reduced, increases our own strength, and separation between us and that is no longer becomes much more tolerable.
"The greater the anguish of loss, the more control the self (in a sea of \u200b\u200btrouble) to save him."
The ability to perform the mourning of a loved one replaces the anger at the loss, emotional pain: nostalgia and sense of responsibility would shape the face of death.
The pain goes and builds. Anger binds us and locks. We die with those who die, since we cling to them via the rancor or idealization.
Anxiety appears as sadness is tolerated by the other and loving as guilt about the possibility of having done some damage.
be reached more easily if there is available capacity innate love. The feeling of gratitude is derived in the ability to love.
The gain achieved by this work of mourning is considerable: the anger turns to sadness, nostalgia, bitterness dims.
And you begin to acknowledge that the presence of that person left us as a source of emotional nourishment that makes us actually feel more full.
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