There must be something strangely sacred about salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.Kahlil Gibran

Those of us who’ve suffered one or more devastating losses often describe grief as being like the ocean with pain and longing breaking over us in waves. At times, the sadness is overwhelming, and we feel as though we’re drowning. But over time, we learn to float, to keep our head above water. We begin to recognize when the big waves are coming and become better able to deal with them. Although we never escape the sadness, we learn to navigate the waters of grief and move forward into the life we create in the wake of our loss.

a panoramic photo of Pismo Beach at sunset

During my darkest days, I found that the wisdom and experience of other grievers helped me to re-enter the world. They showed me that life after the death of a beloved was possible, that I could begin to see beauty, find grace and feel hope, even joy. They helped me realize that love was all around me, and all I had to do was lean in.

At Salt Water, our community can help you find your equilibrium and begin to heal after an unbearable loss. As Barbara Kingsolver put it so beautifully in High Tide in Tucson:

What a stroke of luck. What a singular brute feat of outrageous fortune: to be born into citizenship in the animal kingdom. We love and we lose, go back to the start and do it right over again. For every heavy forebrain solemnly cataloguing the facts of a harsh landscape, there’s a rush of intuition behind it crying out: High tide! Time to move out into the glorious debris. Time to take this life for what it is.

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I Will Not Be Ashamed

May 20, 2010 was the #1, tippy top event that has made me who I am today {probably more than the next ten things put together} — that was the day that my Madelyn died in my arms while we were still in the hospital from her emergency c-section birth.

The Sea Runs Through It

So much of who we are is where we have been. William Langewiesche

Blooming yellow rose with pink edges against a green blurry background

Loss Is Going To Cost You

Your new life is going to cost you your old one. Brianna Wiest

Two little girls in front of a yellow plastic piece of playground equipment. The girl on the left has blond hair with two blue clips in it. She's wearing a long sleeve pink shirt and has one hand on the other little girl's arm, and she's pointing with her left hand. The little girl on the right is wearing a long sleeve blue collared shirt and has her blond hair in two braids

Swimming In Lake Me

It was impossible to get a conversation goin, everybody was talking too much. Yogi Berra

A sculpture of the olympic rings sitting on a hill above the ocean at sunset

The Grief Olympics

That’s the thing you never expect about grieving, what a competition it is. Gayle Forman

Carol's art with a yellow-orange circle in the middle, a ring of yellow and pink around it and an outer fringe of gray blue.

The Quiet Place

Carol Mathew-Rogers is an artist, writer and life-long animal lover. She is the Executive Director of the educational nonprofit The Creative Edge: The Way of the Arts where she facilitates personal growth and exploration through creativity in individuals and groups. She creates an atmosphere where curiosity and mindfulness are encouraged and actively promotes artistic play. […]

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