This is How an Elephant Says Goodbye (to a Job She Loves).

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“You can kiss your family and friends good-bye and put miles between you, but at the same time you carry them with you in your heart, your mind, your stomach, because you do not just live in a world but a world lives in you.”

~ Frederick Buechner


Author’s note: On Monday March 17th, 2014, I resigned from my role as Managing Editor at elephant journal—this is my goodbye love note. 


For as long as I’ve lived (and maybe in some of my other lives as well), I’ve wondered what it is about the goodbyes that break our hearts.

We take joy in the hellos; we celebrate them, we hug, we dance and sing—and the goodbyes are left out in the cold of winter, to the tears, sorrow and sometimes, our own mindlessness. It’s like we forget we were in love—we forget what the first days were together, our first kiss, our first I love you—and we become enemies, when it is in the goodbye that we can make the most magic and find the most grace.

This year has been my year of letting go; of shedding skin and of learning to trust the sound my own heart makes in my chest, even if she is beating alone—especially if she is beating alone.

Here is the problem: lately, I have not been able to hear my heart. Her sound is muffled through my chest and even if I settle quietly into the bath, ready to listen to what she says, she is too tired to speak to me.

When I find the energy to unroll my mat, it is my exhausted tears that show up before I have a chance to unfurl myself and let my bones settle so that my heart can breathe.

This is it, the root of the root, the bud of the bud: we accept the love we think we deserve—and that means the love we give to ourselves, too.

Life is short and my heart is big and it’s time to take care of her, first—are you reading carefully? This is my goodbye, friends and I’m mustering up as much love as I can to make it sparkle.

And so, to all of you, dreamers of dreams who have trusted me with holding your words and reshaping them, I thank you for the honor of allowing me to get to know you in the most remarkable way.

To the beating hearts who have read my words and commented and shared and sent messages sharing your stories, I thank you for the privilege of connecting with you, near and far.

To the magical apprentices that amaze me every single day, thank you for pouring your heart and soul into everything you do and for being brave and strong and true.

To the elephants (Waylon, Lindsey, Colin, Samara, Cat, Rachel, Meg, ReneeJenna and our newbie, Travis), the-teeny-tiny-but-mighty-staff that maintains a foundation strong enough to hold us all, I thank you above all else.

“The story of life is quicker than the wink of an eye, the story of love is hello and goodbye…until we meet again.”

~ Jimi Hendrix


Relephant reads:

How I Quit My Job to Find My Life’s Work. 

Conversations with a Human Heart.

This is How We Say Goodbye.

Love elephant and want to go steady?

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angmccormick Apr 20, 2014 4:12pm

It doesn't have to be sad. I loved your writings about goodbyes. I have to agree… "Until we meet again…" is all one really has or needs. It can also be shared in such beauty. I know.

Michelle Margaret Apr 2, 2014 2:40pm

Congrats, Bryonie. Best decision you could make. Your heart will be singing soon if it's not already. Thank you for everything.
Love & namaste,

victoria49 Mar 28, 2014 5:52am

Especially in the goodbyes, we can love like the ocean…I have always been deeply touched and inspired by your pieces, to read such a raw, vulnerable heart in print is truly an inspiration to just be brave and love, and keep on loving through all the pain of it. Probably those are your very words, so deeply ingrained they are now! thank you for your big brave heart, and all the best for the next phase.

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Bryonie Wise

Bryonie’s life is rooted in the belief that when we come from a place of love, anything is possible. When not teaching yoga or writing her heart to the bone, she can be found frolicking in the sunshine with her camera & her dog, Winston, living her yoga. Stay in the loop of all her magical happenings, connect with her on Facebook, TwitterInstagram—& maybe even add her first book, HEART ROAR: A Book of Tiny Prayers to your collection.