Lina Pranata, Ph.D. Seattle Prana Psychotherapy Licensed Psychologist in Seattle, WA Psychotherapy for Adults/Elders (Pronouns: She/Her/Hers)
Providing telehealth only.
Nothing lasts forever. Death, loss and impermanence are a part of our lives. Losing our loved ones is extremely painful but it doesn't have to define our life after the loss. Unfortunately, all too often, due to unprocessed grief, we live in fear of further loss by disconnecting ourselves from others and the world. Instead of letting supportive and loving others in to help us weather the storm, we deprive ourselves of the secure and nurturing relationships that we deserve and need to live a thriving life. That makes life doubly hard. We may be able to hide from grief for a while, but eventually it will catch up to us when we least expect it. We are, after all, meaning making beings. When we take the time to make sense, process, experience and express our grief, it no longer controls us. It opens us up to a different world with meaning, depth, and inner peace. Together, we can take the time and make the space to grieve, so that you may rediscover hope, strength, and balance in life.
“You have not lost all of the things that you loved most about your loved one. They are in you. You can carry them with you for the rest of your life.” (Elisabeth Kubler-Ross & David Kessler; On Grief and Grieving: Finding the meaning of grief through the five stages of loss, 2014, p. 61)
"Grieving allows us to heal, to remember with love rather than pain. It is a sorting process. One by one you let go of things that are gone and you mourn for them. One by one you take hold of the things that have become a part of who you are and build again." (Rachael Naomi Remen)
"The first thing to do to become happier, paradoxically, is to accept painful emotions, to accept them as a part and parcel of being alive ..... And the paradox is that when we give ourselves the permission to be human, the permission to experience the full gamut of human emotion, we open ourselves up to positive emotions as well." (Tal Ben-Shahar, in Lucy Hone, Resilient Grieving)
Grief Support Group Grief is a normal and natural reaction to the loss or death of some-one dear to us. This group is designed specifically to facilitate the healing process of such a loss. As we take care of this unfinished business, we open up ourselves for comfort and hope.
I highly recommend grief support group to complement your individual therapy. Grief is very isolating in our society. Being in group with others going through similar struggles can often heal in a very powerful way.
Grief
Please See Me Through My Tears You asked, “How am I doing?” As I told you, tears came to my eyes… and you looked away and quickly began to talk again. All the attention you had given me drained away. “How am I doing?”…I do better when people listen, though I may shed a tear or two. This pain is indescribable. If you’ve never known it you cannot fully understand. Yet I need you. When you look away, When I’m ignored, I am again alone with it Your attention means more than you can ever know. Really, tears are not a bad sign, you know! They’re nature’s way of helping me to heal… They relieve some of the stress of sadness. I know you fear that asking how I’m doing brings me sadness …but you’re wrong. The memory of my loved one’s death will always be with me, Only a thought away. My tears make my pain more visible to you, but you did not give me the pain…it was already there. When I cry, could it be that you feel helpless, not knowing what to do? You are not helpless, And you don’t need to do a thing but be there. When I feel your permission to allow my tears to flow, you’ve helped me You need not speak. Your silence as I cry is all I need. Be patient…do not fear. Listening with your heart to “how I am doing” relieves the pain, for when the tears can freely come and go, I feel lighter. Talking to you releases what I’ve been wanting to say aloud, clearing space for a touch of joy in my life. I’ll cry for a minute or two… and then I’ll wipe my eyes, and sometimes you’ll even find I’m laughing later. When I hold back the tears, my throat grows tight, my chest aches, my stomach knots… because I’m trying to protect you from my tears. Then we both hurt…me, because my pain is held inside, a shield against our closeness…and you, because suddenly we’re distant. So please, take my hand and see me through my tears… then we can be close again.