Kundalini, Grief & the Return to Spirit

Lately I’ve been sitting with grief. The kind that lingers quietly in the body… old losses, unspoken pain, the moments that were never fully processed. It waits in the background until I slow down enough to notice.

What this has shown me is how much I need spirituality in my life. Without it, everything feels flat, practical, transactional. I can move through the motions, but my spirit aches for more. For depth. For connection. For a reminder that I am not here only to survive, but to grow.

Kundalini has always been there, coiled softly at the base of the spine, patient & watchful. She doesn’t force her way forward. She waits until there is safety. Until I am ready to meet her.

Trauma in childhood, or seasons of neglect & loss, can quiet that energy. It is as though the body decides that dimming the light is the only way to stay safe. I recognise that place, feeling as if life is happening all around me while I stand on the edges, longing to step in.

Yet the truth is, Kundalini never disappears. She holds her ground, waiting for the conditions to change. When I allow myself to grieve instead of pushing it away, when I sit with ritual & presence, I notice her beginning to rise. Slowly. Tenderly. Teaching me that confidence doesn’t come from performing strength, but from remembering who I am.

Spirituality isn’t an extra in my life. It is the medicine that steadies me. Without it, I drift. With it, I feel anchored, connected, guided.

A Ritual to Awaken Confidence

Prepare your space
Choose a quiet place. Light a candle to symbolise your inner flame. Add a few drops of essential oil to a diffuser or bowl of warm water.

Oils to support the practice

• Frankincense for spirit & presence

• Rose for heart healing & the inner child

• Patchouli for grounding & a safe upward flow of energy

Meditation
Sit tall through the spine.
Place your hands at the base of your back.
Breathe deeply. Picture a golden coil resting there.
With each inhale, imagine it softening.
With each exhale, whisper: I am safe to grow. I am safe to rise.

Invite the energy to move upward, gently reaching toward the solar plexus, the centre of confidence & power.

Closing
Place both hands on your heart.
Thank yourself for showing up.
Blow out the candle, holding the knowing that the flame still burns within you.

Each time I come back to this ritual, I feel a little more awake. A little more whole. A little more myself.

Because grief doesn’t extinguish the light, it only asks me to return to it.