Change can bring about an inherent sense of grief. It can be a result of an external force or a deliberate internal one. In both cases, it requires us to let go of who we (thought we) were and merge with the transition flow.
The sadness accompanying these shifts is inconspicuous. It feels tender, raw, and bare. It is quiet, yet throbs pain and heaviness into our being. Accepting and experiencing this is a crucial rite of passage.
Wherever there's void, there's space for creation
This sends us into a new field, a realm we have never been associated with. It requires us to unlearn what we've ever known and re-associate with our new ways of being. This kind of evolution requires us to break through all of what we've known; to deliberately shatter our hearts and the beliefs we've sworn by.
Change is gruesome, yet necessary. It's the only way we can move forward, to live out our truest sense of purpose. It requires us to continually surrender to our deeper truths. When we witness, accept, and experience our depths, it is easy to express them outwards with a sense of self-assuredness.