grief features two kinds of imperfect.
one of frame and one of presence.
the one of frame is the assumption
of living separate from significant others
as styled by most of our methods for knowing
and appearing to be
who we then claim we are.
the one of presence is
not being the ongoingness of presence
but being the capture of the necture of presence.
as if by storage,
we have the richness of life
in a personal memory bottle
that we can sip in times of isolation or boredom.
grief assumes the benefits of mindfulness
as if understanding is the personal guide.
the meditation of grief pleads
for the apparent missed opportunities to go away
but also begs for the memories
to be a form of private forgiveness
in the sea of unrelenting sorrows.
this is a futile spend of energy
as if correction comes.
that emotions are heightened in this process
has its worth but not as this recoil,
but more so as an opportunity
to discover an emotional richness
that could be available ongoing
every moment, present as an awareness.
and a blossom of being grief
could be that messenger
even though culturally we are trained away
from that possibility.
grief frames the death of the expected,
the demise of the familiar
and a false sense of closure.
grief assumes a posture of presence
that falsely reflects the past,
in denial of the present
and a false construction of the future.
grief admits to the depth of the connections
but fails to creatively participate
in the other levels of ongoingness
now featured
in the privacy of the individuals involved.
we serenade as if departure is what is happening
instead of the transition
to a clarity of spirit now ordained.
grief is sacred as a ritual
for transcendence and transformation of the self
and the circumstances as they have arisen.
grief has the potential for depth of soul
in the deepest sense of energetic honesty.
but if played as a loss,
may the burden then continue
as if to immediately cleanse one’s heart . . .
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