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The books suggest that at this stage, if one is having
"normal" grieving, you are beginning to integrate
the loss, find or rediscover purpose and meaning in
life, "let go" of the lost child and basically "get on,"
albeit changed and altered in significant ways. These
same books often go on to cite lived examples of
"resolved grief" verus, God frobid, "gettin stuck"
or equally terrrifying images of being in some limbo
land of unending pain. There is the subtle implication
that if the latter is the case, it's likely your fault.
Perhaps you have not sought appropriate professional
help or you have other unresolved issues that become
additional losses that must be dealt with in order to
become "healthy" again.
Where in all this clinicla verbiage is the awareness of
the soul? Indeed how does one begin to heal a soul
that feels broke, abused, felled? How to describe
life on a moodscape where all feelings are reduced
to shadows, where joy is a memory, where the daily
goal is comfort. I go to the card store to buy birthday
cards for a friend and my neice, apparently a simple
task.
