Grief, sadness, and longing are not who we are. They are just visitors passing through us. 🌬️💛 In many Indigenous and spiritual traditions, people don’t say “I am sad.” They say: “Sadness is passing through me.”

For example, in Japan and Tibet, Buddhist philosophy teaches impermanence. Emotions arise, move, dissolve... Meditation encourages observing them as clouds passing through the sky, rather than as permanent aspects of the self. In Andean, Shipibo, and Mapuche lineages, grief and heartache are seen as energetic currents. Ritual, breath, and plant allies guide these emotions through the body rather than trapping them inside.

Notice your breath. Inhale. Exhale. Life moves in, life moves out. Emotions move the same way. We are conduits, not containers. Grief flows. Joy flows. Anger flows. All is temporary, all is passage.

The heart, too, has its stories. Sorrow opens us to love, remembrance, and tender connection. Our beloved plant allies honor this passage: 🌿 He Huan (Albizia / Mexican Mimosa) softens the heart, eases grief, invites joy 🌿 Damiana (Turnera diffusa) uplifts the spirit, restores emotional balance 🌿 Borage (Borago officinalis) supports courage and heart-opening 🌿 Sacred smoke bundles clear stagnant grief energy and renew the spirit... and so many more not named here!!

If you feel stuck, try this reflection today: 💨 “This sadness is passing through me. My heart is open. My grief is moving, and I am safe to feel it.”

You are not your grief.
You are the sky through which it passes.
You are the breath that carries it onward.
Let it move. Let it pass. Trust your heart. 🌕 .
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Quote by the ever-inspirational @yung_pueblo

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