Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the overwrought heart and bids it breaks
William Shakespeare, Macbeth.
When confronted with the loss of a loved one, we prefer the bitter truth to a life of not knowing why they disappeared from our life. Understanding why presumes closure and closure can take its own sweet time, coloring our world in unobtainable vignettes of the past and moments of profound sorrow. We search ourselves for answers, and with none available, we make up an answer that allows us to move a step further away from the searing flame of grief.
What is grief? How is it possible that it follows us for years when our joy ends after the trembling breath, the laughter fades, and the smile relaxes away? Research has shown us the reality of generational trauma. Year after year, the affected population suffers even though they weren’t born during the time of the great horror and have no grave to lay the wreath of their inherited memories. The research believes significant trauma can last up to eight generations before fading away in the next 10. One can see how a population grows exponentially with each generation until 40,000 descendants of one couple are affected. In time, millions carry the grief of some innate horror in their DNA passed to them from their ancestors.
One does not inherit joy, happiness, contentment, or love. These things are fleeting and require great care to preserve. One mistake and you have damaged the other person’s previous admiration. Failure to live up to another’s private expectations and you wake up alone with your memories, grief, and endless questions; why. We seek pleasures and avoid grief and sorrow where the end justifies the means. Suffering is unavoidable, while happiness can often be substituted in countless ways. Again, why?
Could it be that we have lost the intrinsic wisdom of the past? Has pleasure in material pursuits, social media likes, physical appearance, and endless sex practiced in ways according to one’s desires for Tik Tok adventures clouded our internal consciousness of self? Probably not. These things are just wrappers for our current human nature. The ancients knew human nature, the earth, and the cosmos were connected and sought ways to confirm it, leading to our nature’s many esoteric and artistic expressions. It is our true nature we have forgotten, yet it rules every moment of our lives.
No one but the darkest soul escapes grief. This emotional state is one of humanity’s greatest virtues. We do not mourn something we have no love for or attachment. We want the bitter truth because we want to place ourselves spiritually next to our loved ones at the moment of their departure. We want to share with them their last moment and offer our love and support. Our love cannot end even when we know the truth. It goes on through the stages of grief in its own time on its schedule and what we do is endure. There is a beautiful way with the knowledge that we loved so much, to lose the object of our love is unbearable.
What was your loss you remember most?
Hyperion Sky 
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