I am writing this as I travel. Currently, I am in Paris with my Ultimate Concierge. Travel is truly transformative and I got to thinking about how it can be a form of therapy. I will share my story of how it helped me in a time of need.
After a loss there is change. When I think about the transitions one goes through to survive a loss, certain words come to my mind. On a personal level, I am beset with worry, sadness and fear of the unknown. I feel stuck. Paralyzed. I need time to digest my situation.
To overcome loss may take hours, days and even years. When I lost my late husband my loss took years, even though I found another love.
One’s loss vanishes when one comes to terms with their circumstance. Only then can you replace fear with motivation. In other words, you will replace sadness with hope. Inspiration with aspiration and finally, the ultimate, the return to the joys of life.
Loss can come in all forms. The Loss of a loved one, a job, retirement, a friendship, a pet, financial stability, and what about the loss of self?
Running away from a loss is not possible. When you don’t or are unable to confront it you will never be free of the pain. Everyone needs time. And often assistance to struggle through the passages of all types of loss.
I recall it was the seventh month after my late husband past away. This was when my ability to deal with life again was returning. Each of the six months before when I sat in his chair he would ask me how I was. I would answer with four words, “ I am so sad.”
The seventh month I answered, “ I am feeling a little better.’
TRAVEL AS A FORM OF THERAPY
At the beginning of the 10th month, I brought travel into mine and my daughters’ healing process. I decided we would go to The Asram in Calabassas, California.
My decision was right on. Twelve guests lived together in an old house with one shared bathroom. But outside the door were miles upon miles of hiking trails in Topanga Canyon. And just a few miles down the road was the gorgeous and vast Pacific Ocean.
For one week my daughters and I hiked different mountain trails and also Malibu beach. We cried together, hiked together, and shared our personal grief with nature as our soul mate.
My decision to travel after the death of a loved one was spontaneous. To partner with nature ten months after our loss was therapeutic. My timing was perfect.
There are so many different places to travel. The place you chose depends on your personal type of loss.
Whether you are struggling with the loss of leaving the workplace, a fractured friendship, or a relationship. Or becoming an empty nester, or another matter concerning loss, do count travel as part of your healing process.
After any form of loss, you have a choice to open up and bloom or remain tight and resist. It can be difficult to consider how to celebrate small wins and create joy. Try to find joy in the little things, like a bright, happy umbrella shading you from the rain. I suggest you take a journey back to wholeness.
What have you done to celebrate small moments after a loss? Please share in the comments at the bottom of this page.