My daughter’s preschool teacher called it a ‘missing feeling’; that place of sadness when a child aches for their loved one after the moment of separation. Lately, I’ve been having a lot of missing feelings. After 10 deaths in the past year and a half, I’ve begun to feel like the queen of the lonely hearts club.
When someone we love dies, especially someone who has known us deeply or for a long time (or both), the way they see us is so unique that their gaze can become endowed with a kind of magic. We are who we are because we have been loved by them; known by them; raised up by them.
When these people die, a mirror shatters, and it can be difficult to locate ourselves without them. At least, that’s how it’s felt for me.
I created this meditation for myself in the early days after my dad’s death last May, when I felt shattered and alone.
It’s helped me move from a place of aloneness, to connection, to integration. Though, to tell the truth, I still have that missing feeling most days.
Give it a listen and let me know how it goes. I’d love to know your loved one’s super power. Chances are, it’s already one of yours. Jx
PS- At the start of the recording, I instruct you to ‘find a comfortable seat’ but please feel free to interpret that as you wish. You can do this meditation while taking a walk, lying in your bed at night or while washing your hair in the shower in the morning. Do it wherever and however feels good for you.
The Lonely Hearts Club