
WIND. It stirs up dust and debris. It knocks over plants and trash cans. It can also fan a small ember and turn it into a large destructive fire, as we are experiencing 50 miles from here.
WIND! I'm not a fan!
While leaning into the wind on my walk home I realized that I was experiencing first hand the best grief advice ever given to me ... "Debbie, LEAN INTO YOUR PAIN."
PAIN HURTS. It can stir up all sorts of emotions. Junk can fly. Tears will fall. And the pain will be relentless, like an ever-blowing wind. Oh how we hate pain. We'll do anything to avoid it. We'll try to mask it. Numb it. Stuff it somewhere, ANYWHERE ... ANYTHING other than feel it.
I don't know about you, but I don't like wind and I certainly don't like pain. But as I experience first hand ... the only way to move past my pain was THROUGH IT. Leaning INTO my pain ... just as I had to lean into the wind.
LEAN IN to the wind my friend ... LEAN IN to your pain ... you'll make it. Truly, you will.
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