Sadness, however, can be a seductive siren, tempting us to stay and build altars to our losses on her jagged shores. While it is important to allow and honour our feelings as they emerge, it is also important to remember that feelings are not meant to engulf or imprison us - they are meant to flow through - always leading to the next feeling - and the next. Keep your feelings in a state of flow (e-motion). Letting go of one (when ready) makes room for the next.
Don't erect an altar to your wounds, losses and sadness. Acknowledge them, work through them, and use them as a signal to celebrate what is left to you. While loved ones, status, wealth, reputation, work, etc. can fall away, we always have access to beauty. We can always use beauty as a touchstone to remember who we are and what matters to us. Use beauty to access gratitude and appreciation which are probably the feelings that most mirror an enlightened state of being. Gratitude and appreciation are healing feelings. They signal our cells that we love life. Use the beauty that surrounds you to help heal a wounded or lonely heart.
For more encouragement in this regard, I am including a quote from Nietzsche and wise words from John O'Donohue. I hope you find them helpful.
Beauty triumphs over the suffering inherent in life.
"In the shadowlands of pain and despair we find slow, dark beauty. The primeval conversation between darkness and beauty is not audible to the human ear and the threshold where they engage each other is not visible to the eye. Yet at the deepest core they seem to be at work with each other.....The luminous beauty of great art so often issues from the deepest, darkest wounding.
We always seem to visualize a wound as a sore, a tear on the skin's surface. The protective outer layer is broken and the sensitive interior is invaded and torn. Perhaps there is another way to image a wound. It is the place where the sealed surface that keeps the interior hidden is broken. A wound is also, therefore, a breakage that lets in light and a sore place where much of the hidden pain of a body surfaces.....While the wound is open, new light flows into the helpless dark and the inner night of the body weeps through the wound.....It ruptures through the ordinary cover of words we put on things.....
Where woundedness can be refined into beauty a wonderful transfiguration takes place. For instance, compassion is one of the most beautiful presences a person can bring to the world and most compassion is born from one's own woundedness."