Given that the healing process for those of us who have suffered from capital 'T' trauma is messy, grueling, and Sisyphean, I am still working on figuring out what steps I can take to change my relationship to the trauma so that I don't see the journey as intimidating and discouraging. It's difficult not to see it as a never ending uphill battle. It's all too easy to see trauma in terms of all the things it took from us and all the "unacceptable" flaws it gave us. We could try to say that it also gave us the building blocks for deeper levels of compassion and for greater patience. And yet we tend to lack self-compassion and patience with ourselves... Creating a list of positive things about the aftermath and the fallout of trauma seems impossible, but I think it is essential to attempt this in order to be able to consider the trauma as something that was "worth it". Life doesn't seem to be worth living after extreme trauma because as I stated before, it causes us to feel powerless and therefore purposeless.
'We Could Say'
What if we could say
that our wounds gave us wisdom...?
What if we could see
our trauma as the seed of transformation...?
What if we could say that our despair
taught us to see in the dark...?
What if we could see
that the weight of our sorrows
caused us to seek our inner strength...?
We could say that we learned of our courage.
We could say that we caught a glimpse of our true power.
We could say that we can now become beacons of light and hope for others.
What if we could call ourselves honorable warriors,
for continuing to shine our light
even as we feel trapped in the dark?
What if we could see that it's possible to transform trauma
into lessons and blessings worth sharing?
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