Carolyn is interviewed by Pastor Jady Griffin of Antioch Austin. There is chaos in the middle of transition and here are some tips to walk ourselves and others through it.

This week we unpack grief in the middle of transition: the symptoms, stages, and types of grief we may be experiencing. How can we help ourselves, let alone those around us who are grieving too? Link to podcast in text.

Let’s be real. Self-care feels selfish. How can we be taking care of our own needs when we see so much need around us? Let’s start a new practice where each Sunday we reevaluate our self-care routines and practices to boost our resilience and extend our ability to keep showing up for ourselves and others.

Navigating a world that is profoundly and irrevocably different is challenging. By understanding the aspects associated with endings, we can validate our feelings, and remind ourselves it’s okay to grieve. Find comfort in closure, celebration, and contentment.

It’s unfathomable that this virus has made the world stop in its tracks and rethink life completely. Change is the one thing that is constant in our lives - sometimes we choose it and sometimes it happens to us.

From home-body to global nomad, this is the story of the journey I’ve been on to get me where I am today.

Hand in Hand is a song for children, by children, to say that we see you, we feel with you, and whilst we cannot change your situation, we can sit with you in it offering comfort and hope.

I learn a lot from Farhia. Like I should always be ready to learn from anyone at any time and also putting the kettle on any time I have someone over, because it’s not the tea itself, but the mere act of offering it that breaks all barriers.

I see two opportunities: create the stories to add to the volumes in your library, but perhaps more importantly, ask those you love to tell you their stories while the pages can still be turned.

Learn to accept ambiguity. The ability to hold two seemingly opposite truths in either hand, believing that the presence of one does not discount the other.

I can’t help thinking that this might be like heaven one day: welcomed in to the generous arms of our Father, rewarded with relationship and refreshment after the steep climb of life.

There’s nothing quite like speaking a person’s heart language to make them feel seen and known.

If we choose to vulnerably share our lives with those around us, we find shoulders to rest our heads on.

Grief can be complicated, but in the wrestling with it, I find I am usually able to come out on top.

New loss meets the sadness stored within us, is like the sudden eruption of a hippo launching from the water jaws wide open, threatening to swallow us.

Baobab look like they grow upside down with their roots on top. It’s this upside down feeling of roots suddenly exposed that I have become accustomed to.