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		<title>Stages of grief &#038; lust for life</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Stages of grief &#38; lust for life ⁣ Yesterday around noon it was three years ago my dad gave out his last breath. ⁣ That last week with my father was one of the best gifts he gave me. ⁣ ⁣ It connected me fully with my presence. ⁣ Being so near to death reminded [&#8230;]</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h2 dir="auto">Stages of grief &amp; lust for life</h2>
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<h6 dir="auto"><em>Yesterday around noon it was three years ago my dad gave out his last breath. ⁣</em></h6>
<h6 dir="auto"><em>That last week with my father was one of the best gifts he gave me. ⁣</em></h6>
<h6 dir="auto"><em>⁣</em></h6>
<h6 dir="auto"><em>It connected me fully with my presence. ⁣</em></h6>
<h6 dir="auto"><em>Being so near to death reminded me how much I LOVED life. ⁣</em></h6>
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<div dir="auto">At that time, three years back, <a href="https://liberate-and-express.com/love-is-love/">the foundation under my marriage</a> had completely been swept away We where busy figuring out what route to take next. ⁣</div>
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<div dir="auto">Sometimes I felt incredibly brave. ⁣</div>
<div dir="auto">I knew what I wanted and I boldly took action by following my gut feeling and my intuition.</div>
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<div dir="auto">On other times… not so. ⁣</div>
<div dir="auto">The deeply hidden insecurities from my inner child raised their heads and asked to be recognized. ⁣</div>
<h4 dir="auto"><strong>⁣</strong></h4>
<h4 dir="auto"><strong>That last week with my dad stopped all that. My husband and I where one again, and I also felt how powerful I was on my own.⁣</strong></h4>
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<div dir="auto">The clarity of where I was needed the most was like a healing balm for my wandering soul. ⁣</div>
<div dir="auto">It was a very simple and grace filled task; be there for my dad in the last phases of his life. ⁣</div>
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<div dir="auto">While I grieved for my dad’s passing, his last resonance with me was one of pure delight of no longer having to carry the burden of his suffering body. ⁣</div>
<div dir="auto">The freedom of his soul and the happiness I witnessed in him when he crossed over filled my heart with so much gratitude. ⁣</div>
<div dir="auto">And I also received a message back for me, as a spectator, that I only can describe as being initiated with a holy ‘lust for life’. ⁣</div>
<div dir="auto">A loving reminder how much this life of mine was worth, how worthy my soul was, and to just choose and create a life that I loved and would fulfil me.⁣</div>
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<h4 dir="auto"><strong>After the the funeral and the weeks that followed I turned back to that message.⁣</strong></h4>
<h4 dir="auto"><strong>⁣</strong></h4>
<div dir="auto">Inside of the grieving was a huge energy source. The letting go phase, the anger, the sadness of all things changing and nothing being permanent, it made me realize it also meant I was free to create completely new outcomes. ⁣</div>
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<div dir="auto">Not being bound by the rigidity of expectations! What freedom! What opportunity!⁣</div>
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<div dir="auto">I found a deeper connection with my body’s wisdom by opening up and increasing my life force. ⁣</div>
<div dir="auto">Of course, I sang more, but also went deep into the well of wisdom from Shakti movements, Dakini initiation’s, happier sexuality, awakening sensuality, to way more tuning into my own divine feminine wisdom. ⁣</div>
<div dir="auto">⁣</div>
<div dir="auto">I consciously moved through layers of anger, frustration, pain, sadness, lust, funniness, playfulness and connected with a holy awareness of my soul. ⁣</div>
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<div dir="auto">It helped me to create space for the many parts of my being I had never invited before to be heard and seen. ⁣</div>
<div dir="auto">⁣</div>
<div dir="auto">Grieving gave me a bit of a “fuck it” mentality. Let’s just do this. The dying thing is real as it get’s. Let’s not waste any more time by living life to other peoples rules. ⁣</div>
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<div dir="auto">There have been more phases in my grieving than I can share. It also coincided with a dark night of the soul, a void, and slowly a realization that life will never be the same. ⁣</div>
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<div dir="auto">To be honest, I’m so happy now it will always be different.⁣</div>
<div dir="auto">This beautiful adventure of life, who REALLY wants to know how life exactly will looks like in 20 years?⁣</div>
<div dir="auto">Not me.⁣ <span class="pq6dq46d tbxw36s4 knj5qynh kvgmc6g5 ditlmg2l oygrvhab nvdbi5me sf5mxxl7 gl3lb2sf hhz5lgdu"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" src="https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/t7f/1/16/1f60a.png" alt="&#x1f60a;" width="16" height="16" /></span>⁣</div>
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<div dir="auto">When I sat on the rocks at the sea two days ago I felt into life. I was so freaking happy and deeply satisfied. ⁣</div>
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<div dir="auto"><strong>I no longer have 10 year plans. I do however know how to connect with my life force, my soul, and with spirit guides (including my dad). Somehow that last day with my dad I think I gave him a promise to be true to my soul and listen to what she truly desires. ⁣</strong></div>
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<div dir="auto"><strong>The last phase for my grief is accepting the truth of my soul and move with the changes of life. ⁣</strong></div>
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<div dir="auto"><strong>I’m here to fully live it and I don’t hold back. ⁣</strong></div>
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<div dir="auto"><b>That to me feels like how I can honor my dad’s legacy best. </b><span class="pq6dq46d tbxw36s4 knj5qynh kvgmc6g5 ditlmg2l oygrvhab nvdbi5me sf5mxxl7 gl3lb2sf hhz5lgdu" style="font-weight: bold;"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" src="https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/t6c/1/16/2764.png" alt="&#x2764;&#xfe0f;" width="16" height="16" /></span></div><p>The post <a href="https://elisabethdecharon.com/stages-of-grief-and-lust-for-life/">Stages of grief & lust for life</a> first appeared on <a href="https://elisabethdecharon.com">Elisabeth de Charon de Saint Germain</a>.</p>]]></content:encoded>
					
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