What I Wish I'd Known: Finding Your Sacred Place

Sunday, September 20, 2015

Finding Your Sacred Place

One of the most frustrating things in life is having to deal with something that is out of your control. It may feel like you're giving up, but it's important to recognize when something is out of your hands, stressing over it is a waste of your time and energy. Just as fighting against the reality of the pain of losses in your life will only create suffering. Especially is you are a Type A personality; anything that doesn't go according to your plan may seem like a huge disaster. Take a moment to think about all of the times in your life when something unexpected led you to something great. Being more open to change and mistakes will allow you to see hidden blessings and take advantage of those opportunities. Look up and move forward.
Think of yourself as a boat. You are not affected by the water around you, but when the water gets inside the boat, it will start to sink.
Use this concept when you're trying to understand how to deal with your grief. The water around you represents all your negative thoughts and emotions. Some your own, others from those around you. It is when you allow the negativity to enter inside, you feel like you are sinking. Find a sacred place deep in your soul that is just for you and your personal peace and happiness. Like the water, all the negatives thoughts and feelings are around you and you must work at keeping them at bay. It is when you allow this negativity to enter your sacred place, you start to live out the negativity which keeps you from recovering from your pain and living a peaceful, happy life.
Remember that you grow from the experiences when you are down low in the valley. Just like a mountain, the higher you go, the less life around you.
Take the first step in learning to control your thoughts. Strive to always be in calm waters.
You CAN learn to be happy by relying on your sacred place . It is just for you..

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My Story

My husband Bill was a bodybuilder who outwardly seemed like he had the perfect life. He was 6'2", 250 pounds, he had this perfect physique. He watched what he ate. He exercised. So when he talked about taking his life, it was beyond my comprehension. I was very naive. I didn't understand how sick he was, and I honestly didn't take it seriously.
After Bill's death, I became a certified grief recovery specialist from the Grief Recovery Institute. I want my story and my pain to make a difference in someone else's life. I was an everyday person who was completely unaware, and my story is something that happens to others. If we can continue to have a conversation around mental illness then maybe it'll inspire someone else out there to get the help they need.