Not a Dry Eye in the Crowd.

Johnny boy called today and gave me the reviews on the funeral. "Dude you should be a funeral crasher! You made everybody cry! There wasn't a dry eye in the house." That's my boy. At least I have one fan - and a goodie.

As the memories begin to fade after them being at their height for the past month or so I wish Ernie and his family peace. Loss is an interesting beast. How do we purge ourselves of all the memories and the desire to be close with somebody that is no longer there? I think all the memories serve as the mind's way of keeping the recently departed alive and with us. Unfortunately there isn't a time frame for this. It is natural to go through this process for years. I find myself having the urge to call my grandmother from time to time and she has been dead for almost ten years!

My advise: Instead of fighting the process - embrace it. Write letters to the departed. Opposite hand writing is an incredible tool as well. Simply write out a greating to the departed person with your dominate hand and with the opposite hand allow the departed to respond. Please don't judge the process. Just allow whatever is present to be communicated. This is not a logical tool, it is an emotional one teetering on the spiritual. You will be amazed in what transpires. After the communication rip it up. The exercise is for releasing and keeping these interactions will only keep you stuck in your current state. Or do you want to remain depressed, mourning, and possibly sick. Some do like feeling badly to see if others care about them. Sad but true. If this describes you, contact me and we will set up some counseling sessions if you want to work through this dynamic.

Life is short and the afterlife... Well that is another blog.

Enjoy!