We rise again
our resiliency is built in
In light of the events of Monday evening, I am reposting a blog (with edits) that speaks to our natural resiliency.
later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered
where does it hurt?
it answered
everywhere
everywhere
everywhere
- Warsan Shire
I sit here reflecting upon the last few days that have passed,
calling to mind the events
and the thoughts that have been uppermost in my mind.
And as with every week, a few thoughts whisper and weave themselves in and out of my consciousness...
until it is time to write.
And once again, I feel called to write about the nature of humanity and what it is to be human.
I am endlessly fascinated with how our humanity manifests itself in a myriad of ways -
how we can all be so different
and yet
deep within our core the same truths exist for all.
These truths breathe us in some moments
and stop our breath in others.
I speak of the events that took place Monday evening in Manchester England.
I speak of the ability for humans to incite terror against one another
and
I speak of the ability for humans to demonstrate absolute resiliency
in the face of that terror
time and time and time again.
I see so clearly the nature of our resiliency...
the strength of it
the power of it
the source of it.
Even in the face of the most cruel and traumatic experiences
our resiliency remains steadfast...
ever present
ever patient
ever ready
to bubble up
and return us to our own home base
of well being
of peace
of love
of compassion
of joy
of hope.
This is our true nature...deep in our core. One that can never be destroyed.
No matter the circumstances.
No matter the terror.
But sometimes,
it takes a little while for that resiliency to rise within...
And as we wait we begin to wonder if perhaps
this time
it is too much to bear
this time
it is lost to all
this time
it is broken beyond repair.
And in our worry and our waiting, it seems
so hard to see
and
so hard to trust
and
so hard to let go of our thoughts
as they bristle about our mind wreaking havoc at every turn.
But then, out of the blue...
like a phoenix rising from the ashes,
our resiliency rises up to meet our despair...
As it always does.
It fills us once again with a lifeforce and determination that has no equal.
And it is that force...that power and that strength that I hold above all others.
It is more sure and true and remarkable than any terror that may come our way.
Always within us ready to rise again and again when called upon.
"At the end of the day, we can endure much more than we think we can.” Frida Kahlo