I can let it be an event that happened THEN and not some mind-melting freak out thats happening now and makes me the problem. All of this is new and very tenuous, but I have this sense that something very profound and solid is happening. Maybe there is an end to all of this after all.
I really believe that going through so much does mean going through and then reaching a different place. We won't be here forever. If we can stay with it, we'll put this stage behind us as the trauma moves into the past where it belongs.
Something that I remind myself when I feel crushed by remembering and re-experiencing is a line from a poem I read. It was written with a slightly different intention but it fits my own meaning perfectly. I'm changing the last word here because the original might be too strong, and I'll say it's "Love is a remembering of this horror". To me that means a number of things:
Allowing myself to go through this process and heal is the most loving thing I can do for myself.
The remembering and the horror are always, ultimately, contained within something stronger than them. However I feel, I know that love, healing and goodness are more powerful than trauma.
Although this is an intensely personal wound, trauma and healing are universal. I believe there's a healing energy in the universe, just as there's a trauma energy. By recognising and feeling the pain of my own trauma I can reach and connect to the energy of healing.
While I'm in a place of feeling damaged and traumatised, there isn't much else that I can contribute to life. I think I'm meant to do more than live a life of fear, anger and bitterness. I need to face the cause of those things if I'm going to move beyond them.
Thinking of you, bright_morning, and everyone else going through this.
Hashi