Some say Grief moves like an ocean. At first it feels like a shipwreck. Then the waves rise out of nowhere and take you under. Some days you float. Some days you rebuild. Some days you barely breathe between the next hit. But over time, something shifts. The waves are still there, but they change. You learn the rhythm. You see them forming on the horizon. And when they crash, you rise again, soaked and shaken, but still here. Does this describe your experience? #griefjourney #grief #griefsupport

The biggest lie in self-help is this: You don’t “find” yourself. People spend their whole lives searching, as if who they are is buried somewhere far away. But you’re not hidden treasure... You’re not waiting under a rock to be discovered. You don’t find yourself. You invent yourself. That’s why the Torah says: לא בשמים היא It’s not in Heaven. Not distant. It’s right here; in your mouth, your heart, your action. Life isn’t about discovering who you are. It’s about tearing away the false picture,

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