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  • Writer's pictureTamara Coughlan

Grief: An Anchor

Grief, like an anchor, grasps our hearts, grounding us

in the present moment. It is a powerful force that holds us still, demanding our attention and guiding us through the depths of our emotions.

In the midst of grief's embrace, time seems to stand still. The world around us may continue to move, but we are suspended in a space where memories and loss intertwine. We are forced to confront the reality of our pain, as it serves as a constant reminder of what once was and will never be again. Yet, within this anchor of grief, there is a strange solace. It forces us to confront our own vulnerability, to acknowledge the fragility of life and the fleeting nature of our existence. In these moments, the distractions of the past and worries of the future fade away, leaving only the rawness of our emotions and the essence of the present moment.

Grief anchors us in the depths of our own humanity. It reminds us of the depth of our capacity to love and the profound impact that loss can have on our souls. It urges us to cherish the relationships we hold dear, to live fully and authentically, knowing that time is not a luxury we possess indefinitely.

Through grief's anchor, we find strength and resilience. It compels us to transform our pain into purpose, to carry the memory of what and who we have lost with grace.. It shapes us into individuals who are more compassionate, empathetic, and appreciative of the sacredness of life.

In the realm of sorrow's vast expanse, grief yearns for a witness.


For in the depths of anguish and pain, a witness can bring solace.


Oh, how grief longs to be heard and seen, to have its sorrows validated. A witness holds space with open arms, embracing the rawness and exposure.


So let yourself seek those who will bear witness, who will hold your grief with utmost kindness. For in their presence, healing can begin, and the weight of our sorrow may gradually lift.


In the depths of sorrow, when the heart aches with a burden so heavy, remember this: the sharing of our tale of grief births hope. Let grief be the anchor that steadies your course through the dancing waters of loss. In the present, where time stands still, lies the space for transformation and healing. And as you navigate this journey, laced with uncertainty, take comfort in the knowledge that you are not alone. Let the light of hope guide you, and may your heart be kindled with the warmth of love.


Grief, like an anchor, grasps our hearts, grounding us in the present moment.



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