Tying the Threads of Grief Together with Hope

Dear Future Me, 

I'm writing to you from a place still tender, still unraveling the layers of grief that have woven themselves so tightly around my heart and soul. I want to remind you, and myself, that grief is not something we conquer or leave behind. It's a companion, an unfolding story, a sacred thread running through the fabric of our lives.

We've learned together that grief doesn't have a finish line. It doesn't ask for a neat bow or a final chapter. Instead, it asks for gentle patience; patience with the way it ebbs and flows, with the moments it feels heavy and suffocating, and the moments it softens into a quiet presence at the edges of our days.

There were times when I wanted to push grief away, to rush toward healing, to be done with the ache. But now I see that rushing only meant leaving parts of myself behind; the hidden, the tender, the wild. Grief asked me to slow down, to stay with those parts, and to listen.

Radical self-compassion has become our anchor. It's learning to hold ourselves without judgement, to recognize when we are fractured, fearful, or lost and to offer kindness anyway. It's a radical act, this choosing of love over shame or silence. And I know you will keep choosing it, even when it's hard.

Remember the threads we've followed together? The grief of losing pieces of our identity to survive, the unspoken and unnamed wounds that shaped us, the hidden parts begging to be seen, the boundaries we had to mourn and rebuild, and the anger. That wild, holy fire that taught us how to love ourselves fiercely. They're not separate stories; they're all part of the same tapestry.

I want you to hold close the truth that these threads are not burdens but gifts. They are the soil where new growth happens, where transformation breathes life into the cracks. Grief is fertile ground. It teaches us about resilience, about depth, about what it truly means to be human.

This journey isn't linear. Some days the weight feels unbearable, and other days it lightens enough to catch glimpses of hope. Both are ok. Both are needed. You've come so far. Keep showing up for yourself, in big ways and small. Keep tending to your soul with the care it deserves.

When it feels like too much, come back to this: you are not alone. The grief you carry is held by the earth, by the trees, by the stars, and by the fierce love you've learned to give yourself. Let that love be your home.

Here are a few ways I hope you continue to honor this ongoing journey:

• Sit with your grief without trying to fix it. Let it speak its own language, in tears, in stillness, in whispered memories.
• Practice patience with yourself when the old wounds flare. You don't have to have all the answers or "move on."
• Return often to rituals that soothe your soul. Lighting a candle, journaling your truth, breathing into your body's needs.
• Lean into self-compassion. When your mind grows harsh, invite your heart to soften.
• Trust that hope is not a destination but a way of walking alongside your grief. A promise that new life will bloom, even in the broken places.

Dear future me, keep carrying the sacred space between grief and hope. Keep making room for every part of your story, even the messy, raw and complicated bits. This is where healing happens, in the holding, in the tenderness, in the relentless love you are learning to give yourself.

With all the love and patience you didn't always know you deserved, 

- Me (the one who stayed through it all)

Ongoing Support

• If you want to explore the grief you carry supported by community, The Hallowed Gathering is the space for that.
• For deeper intuitive insight a Soul Clarity Session can help you navigate the grief of self-abandonment with 1:1 support.

Other Blogs in This Series: 

• How to Grieve What Never Got to Be - If you're holding grief without a clear loss, this may help you name what's felt invisible.
• The Grief That Never Got Named at All - This one goes deeper into how unprocessed grief shapes us.
• Grieving the Hidden Self - Begin the process of coming home to yourself.
• Saying Yes to Yourself When Others Don't - This one dives into how grief and boundaries intersect. 
• Unraveling the Sacred Dance  - This one teaches how anger can be one of the deepest ways we love ourselves.