The Second Day - Three Rivers That Run Through Loss
Loss is not a single river.
It is a confluence, three distinct currents moving through us in their own quiet, insistent ways.
Pain
The sharp flare.
The body’s first language.
A boundary crossed, a wound exposed, a signal that demands immediate attention.
Sorrow
The slow river.
The smoke that lingers after the fire.
A quiet ache that rises only when we stop bracing against the truth.
Grief
The long work.
The reshaping.
The steady, metabolic process of becoming someone who can carry what happened without collapsing beneath its weight.
The guide warns us of a common mistake, treating these rivers as if they were the same.
Trying to extinguish grief like pain.
Trying to solve sorrow like a problem.
But each current asks something different of us.
Each one requires its own pace, its own posture, its own kind of breath.
When you name the river you’re in, the water stops feeling so wild.
It becomes something you can move with, instead of something you’re swept away by.
Take a moment today to notice:
Which river is moving through you?
And what is it asking of you now?
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Danna Owen, MS
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The Second Day - Three Rivers That Run Through Loss
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