Grief seems to have its own heartbeat, a very life of its own. We might want to control grief – to banish it entirely, push away the pain, and dissolve the unrelenting tears.
But, despite our desperation, the heartbeat of grief throbs on. Grief seems determined to have its own life, its own voice, its own say.
Yet there is a potent countermeasure to grief, a way to heal our troubled spirit, which we can find in the the balm of love and compassion.