If the Sun Dawned so Bright…A Grieving Poem

If the Sun Dawned so Bright…A Grieving Poem

If the sun dawned so bright, how can my soul be in darkness?

If the sun dawned so bright, how do tears fill my eyes?

If the sun dawned so bright, how does my chest feel so heavy?

If the sun dawned so bright, how does my body feel without strength?

If the sun dawned so bright, how does my spirit feel beaten?

If the sun dawned so bright, how can I lack the desire to take a step?

If the sun dawned so brightly, how can it be so hard to have a smile on my face?

If the sun dawned so brightly, how is it possible that my mind is filled with thoughts of her?

Oh, now, I understand!

Because every morning, that was my mother’s way of waking up, with those words “what a radiant sun.”

Now, I understand how I feel.

Remembering that this was one of her favorite phrases, I will honor her memory allowing the sun to fill up my heart.

Then, every day when I wake up, I will say, with a smile on my face…

“What a radiant sun.”

 

Ligia M. Houben

But, if I was feeling better…Poem of Grief

But, if I was feeling better…Poem of Grief

But, if I was feeling better …

Why does this empty feeling suddenly come to me?

But, if I was feeling better…

Why do I suddenly have this uncontrollable urge to cry?

But, if I was feeling better…

Why suddenly when looking at your photo I can’t hold the tears?

But, if I was feeling better…

Why when hearing that song that reminds you, I start crying?

But, if I was feeling better…

Why, when I see your clothes, what I want is just to smell it?

But, if  I was feeling better…

Why, when realizing you died a month ago, my heart skipped a beat?

But, if I was feeling better…

 

Ligia M. Houben

You Can Bounce Back After a Loss

You Can Bounce Back After a Loss

In life everybody faces difficult times such as the loss of a loved one, a divorce or break-up, or  an illness.

We can face a job loss, relocation, economic hardships. As you read these lines you may identify with one or several of these losses, and although you may feel you won’t be able to overcome the pain and be happy again, you can bounce back after a loss and even thrive on grief.

You can find strength and hope no matter what you are confronting in life.  It may take time (it is different for each of us), but it is possible.  What matters most is to have faith and believe in your resilience. Yes, you have the ability to recover after a loss.  You just need to look into your inner self, to bring out those resources.

I won’t be happy again….

Life is unfair….

Why has this happened to me….

These are some of the thoughts you may entertain at moments of grief, despair, or hopelessness. It is natural to experience these emotions. It only shows you are human. Still, you can choose to dwell on your pain or bounce back after your loss.

I have been so touched by many of my clients who have faced painful situations and thrive after a loss,  that I wanted to remind you of your possibilities. In my own life I have confronted many losses, and have been able to bounce back.  At this moment I am confronting a huge loss …the loss of my beloved mother.  I am living my grieving process a moment at a time, with all my love.

Inspired by this love, I am transforming this loss into spiritual growth.

It has to do with faith, hope, strength, resilience, and love.

We have valuable resources in our spirit, mind, and heart.  It is up to us if we use them.

 

We are able to transform our loss and transform our lives!

Ligia M. Houben

www.the11principlesoftransformation.com 

Poem for the Griever: I Understand…

Poem for the Griever: I Understand…

I understand you, if when you want to say her name, you feel like a lump in your throat.

I understand you, when you look at the phone, thinking that you are going to receive a message from her.

I understand you, when you feel that weight in your soul, when realizing that she is not by your side

I understand you, when suddenly for no reason you start crying

I understand you, if you avoid going home so you do not have to face the emptiness

I understand you, if at nightfall you need a good night kiss

I understand you, if at the beginning of the day you need to say that prayer

I understand you, if sometimes you wonder who you are now

I understand you, if the emptiness you feel inside, you feel it physically

I understand you, if in the middle of a conversation a memory comes to you, and a tear comes out

I understand you, if when visiting places, you frequented together, you feel your heart jumping

I understand you, if suddenly you get a feeling of being numb, and you feel floating

I understand you, if you want to turn back time, and even if it was just one more time, receive her hug

I understand you…

 

Ligia M. Houben

A Grieving Poem: Accompany Me

A Grieving Poem: Accompany Me

Accompany me to see the stars,

in case I can see her face from afar.

Accompany me to see the sky,

in case I find consolation in the clouds.

Accompany me to walk by the sea,

where I can deeply sigh and just be.

Accompany me to walk this path,

where I just wait and stay still.

Accompany me like this, in silence.

You do not need to say a word…

Just accompany me.

Ligia M. Houben

A grieving poem for my beloved mother.

Thank You Mom: A Grieving Poem

Thank You Mom: A Grieving Poem

This poem came to my heart a week after my mother died.

 

Is the world moving faster, or is it me who is moving slower?

Suddenly spaces are bigger.  Suddenly the steps I take, have lost their rush; they are just tiptoeing on the floor.

Like if I tiptoed, I would not feel the floor beneath. I would not feel the coldness of this reality, that is like a layer, like a blanket; like a blanket of coldness over me.  That coldness is, the coldness of death.

The sense of everything having stopped. How come people are still walking if everything stopped?

What do I care to eat?

What do I care to drink?

The source of my greatest joy, the source of my greatest purpose, my purpose, my little doll as I called her, is not here to hug me; to extend her tiny arms and embrace me against her chest; to make her forehead move towards mine; to touch our noses in that unique and intimate movement of love, and total surrender into what love means.

The lack of warmth of that body that for so many nights I cuddled.

The face I caressed with adoration.

True love. The eyes I kissed day in and day out.

Her body, so tiny, and at the same time, so strong.

Strong will, warm heart. Unlimited love. No limit. A capacity to love beyond words.

Joyful life. Appreciation for everything; thank you for everything; how beautiful for everything, what a joy! For everything

This was the beauty of this woman who lived 100 years, and made a difference in each one of us

This woman I used to call mom; this woman I used to call my beloved mother.

This woman I used to call, mi muñequita

The emptiness, the void, goes beyond words…nothing can fill up the void, nothing, and no one. That was her place. It belonged only to her.

Our love went deeper than deep; stronger than strong; closer than close; an understanding just looking at each other; an understanding just to see each other…and that was it.

Thank you, mom, for showing me what love means.

Thank you, mom, for showing me what resilience means.

Thank you for showing me what faith is

Thank you mom, for shining…for being now, my private angel in heaven.

 

With all my love,

Your daughter, Ligia del Carmen