I had a fascinating conversation last weekend with a woman waiting for a double lung transplant. Inspired by David Whyte’s poetry we talked about fully grieving what has gone before, because it’s in fully acknowledging the unhappinesses from the last epochs of our lives that gives our lives energy for true happiness or more happiness to open up.
She talked about the lungs representing grief in the metaphysics of dis-ease. But she didn’t realize that in their health they also represented joy. When we’re shedding identities of who we’ve been, the shells, writing a new myth for our lives, we can feel the letting go, the grief, and that’s important…because we’re moving into greater joy.