I recently read the quote by #Rachel Naomi Remen and it touched me deeply. I wanted to explore it in an embodied sense. These words emerged from somewhere unknown. They spoke to me and I penned them down.
“The places in which we are seen and heard are holy places. They remind us of our value as human beings. They give us the strength to go on.”~ Rachel Naomi Remen, Kitchen Table Wisdom: Stories that Heal
Adversity stumps us in strange ways,
Responses at that moment, cumulatively weigh.
Creative choices made, then & there,
Adaptive intelligence rising above the scare.
Imprints remain until memory consolidates,
Until then vigilant nervous system activates.
Each triggering instant sends out a sensory cue,
Sounds, smells, and facial expressions overdo.
Protective instincts drive turmoil & chaos,
Terrifying aftermath gathering meaning, counting loss.
Cycles of memory fragment(s) neverending agony,
Kind eyes and gentle eyes and a felt sense of WE.
May we all tread gently in a world with invisible shards of trauma,
Offering kindness and congruence to be soothing balm.
Hope you can find the sacred spaces of feeling heard, seen and witnessed.