Loss and Perseverance

My walk this morning closely resembled my emotional and mental landscape at present – somewhat mucky and muddy, a bit slippery, drizzly, overcast and minus a lot of the usual things that bring me joy.

Resistance and Grief

The word resistance kept appearing in front of me. It was mid-November. I saw it phrased as a question, “What are you resisting?” It appeared as a suggestion, “receive without resistance.” I contemplated what on earth it could mean. I dug deep to unearth what I was resisting or what I was supposed to receive without resistance. I came up empty.