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Rule your mind

Rule your mind or it will rule you."  — Horace

What a powerful thought when applied to grieving. 
It made me think...



When grieving, one must rule their mind,
or grief will rule.


Grief is sadistic and insidious. 

Grief cares not for the heart.

Grief is selfish.


Grief smothers your breath,
steals your joy, 
eclipses your soul. 

Grief is powerful. 

Grief will hijack your thoughts and 
take you down a treacherous path 
  of haunting memories 
and lost dreams.


Grief is a part of you,
        never separated,
                   never disentangled. 
                     

Grief must be trained and controlled.

Grief must be guided, cultivated, refined, 
embraced, loved, accepted, respected, & 
held.

 
 mwlambeth  ©2021
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