It is time to sort what you have been given, all of it. Pattern wire to do the cutting so you don't have to. Your only task is to witness the sift as it happens. There is no alchemy here, no transformation. Just the river bed and what will remain.
Make no mistake, you will be winnowed, your cooperation is not necessary. The cool current of a sigh will finish the work.
See what you can find in the remains, what you will be left with. Lick your shadow wounds, take your time. One day you will think of this as a good day.