A Time To Cry

Tears are the silent language of grief.

Voltaire

It is probably is a good time to feel and experience the result of feeling. It is amazing how well humans have been designed. When our pain and our grief become too much to bear, we have a built safety valve to vent the weight of our souls looking for relief.

Pressure cookers were used where I grew up to can food to have on hand for winter. My mother would put quart jars inside the pressure cooker to seal in her investment. When the heat under the pressure cooker exceeded its capacity to hold heat inside, it would whistle and vent excess heat.

We, human beings, have internal sensors to accomplish the same thing. When our emotional pain has become more than we can bear, a valve opens and we cry. We cry tears unless our need to control is so excessive we do not allow ourselves the privilege.

What happens to a pressure cooker that can’t vent its excess heat? It explodes? What happens to a person who refuses the release of pain through crying tears?

First, they suffer the indignity of violent angry external outbursts, explosions, as it were at others who usually have nothing to do with their personal pain. Second, they suffer the unnecessary internal explosion of implosion. The pent up emotional energy is going somewhere. In either of these contexts, it is not in the interest of the person in pain.

It is believed that one of the attributes of the woman’s beauty is in the ability to cry easily. I honor the ability to accomplish the feat. In crying, the shedding of tears, a peaceful internal comfort is derived with the release of the pain.

I have learned over these many years that when my emotional pain becomes too great, I need to be smart enough to allow my system to do what it needs to do, to cleanse.

We can get well. We can heal but not without passing the way of tears.
Questions

Are you ready to be free of your emotional pain?

Do you need to cry away a lifetime’s pent up pain?

Have you ever noticed how much freer you breathe after a good cry?

Have you ever read poetry created in the bath of tears?

Are you ready to write some?

Are you ready to cry?

KEEP UP THE LOVE!