Anger guards the gate to my Grief.
I’m learning – when to ask Anger to take a lunch break, or a day off.
I’m learning – how and when it’s safe to request Grief to leave the chambers and take a stroll in the fresh air and forest.
Let Grief take a walk – freely.
She may wander across Anger – fuming by a boulder or a tree.
They sit together, console each other. And, eventually, they may decide they prefer days off and fresh air, to vigilantly guarding a stagnant chamber they no longer need.
