This is the most compelling statement of our collective scream that I have read in the last weeks. This sentence in particular is really informative....."Right now, the brain is capable of processing the social information of a small town." Personally, I'm retreating into images from my childhood. Not sure if this is because the innocence is comforting or because I'm just identifying with the slaughtered children.
I sense a growing awareness of the lives of children coming out of the crisis that the world is experiencing. These smallest victims of war will need a lifetime of loving care to experience any safety going forward.
Thank you for this beautiful read and for calling forth some hope and faith that miracles do still exist. All the feelings shared here definitely resonate with the times and this is such an encouraging message. Also, thank you for sharing about your family and mother. My mom suffered from a stroke about 7 years ago and it completely changed our lives. Still not sure how to process all my grief from losing my pre-stroke mother and then getting to know this new normal and a mom who has chronic pain. All of that said, there is an abundance of gratitude that she is still here and I chalk it up to many miracles. Thank you, James. This really touched me.
The new normal always takes time, my biggest lesson was/is finding a balance of caring for my parents and their outward pain, while making room for my own processing. It’s a constant adjustment because parents are literally our original sources of relationship, but if anything it allows us to explore compassion deeply! Sending you and your family so much love 🎈
This - “—it can be tempting to float away. Unlatch the body from the mind, coast on a hum of anxiety while viewing bone chilling images of tragic death and unchecked destruction. It seems easier than feeling, because feeling an iota of the grief might be too much.” Is a stunning description of disassociation, as I relate to it, that has heightened my understanding - another reason of why the body and mind seem to want to separate during traumatic events. And this “After all this, at my very core (surrounded by sharp points, but tender like an artichoke heart) I know within the uncertainty exists real fucking miracles.” Is a beautiful note on integrating the shadow of uncertainty with the light of faith. So thanks 💛💛 also love the analogy of the artichoke 💚💚
Felt healing to read this, thank you 💛
This is the most compelling statement of our collective scream that I have read in the last weeks. This sentence in particular is really informative....."Right now, the brain is capable of processing the social information of a small town." Personally, I'm retreating into images from my childhood. Not sure if this is because the innocence is comforting or because I'm just identifying with the slaughtered children.
I definitely relate to experiencing flashbacks to childhood in empathizing with the children now and I pray for peace and that all suffering end immediately. I wrote about an experience with my inner child - going through her pain as an adult, here if you're interested in reading. https://miscellaneoussophia.substack.com/i/138048807/a-lesson-from-my-inner-child-on-emptiness-as-a-soul-experience
I sense a growing awareness of the lives of children coming out of the crisis that the world is experiencing. These smallest victims of war will need a lifetime of loving care to experience any safety going forward.
Thank you for this beautiful read and for calling forth some hope and faith that miracles do still exist. All the feelings shared here definitely resonate with the times and this is such an encouraging message. Also, thank you for sharing about your family and mother. My mom suffered from a stroke about 7 years ago and it completely changed our lives. Still not sure how to process all my grief from losing my pre-stroke mother and then getting to know this new normal and a mom who has chronic pain. All of that said, there is an abundance of gratitude that she is still here and I chalk it up to many miracles. Thank you, James. This really touched me.
The new normal always takes time, my biggest lesson was/is finding a balance of caring for my parents and their outward pain, while making room for my own processing. It’s a constant adjustment because parents are literally our original sources of relationship, but if anything it allows us to explore compassion deeply! Sending you and your family so much love 🎈
Thank you for writing this incredible piece
this was really nice to read. thank you <3
This - “—it can be tempting to float away. Unlatch the body from the mind, coast on a hum of anxiety while viewing bone chilling images of tragic death and unchecked destruction. It seems easier than feeling, because feeling an iota of the grief might be too much.” Is a stunning description of disassociation, as I relate to it, that has heightened my understanding - another reason of why the body and mind seem to want to separate during traumatic events. And this “After all this, at my very core (surrounded by sharp points, but tender like an artichoke heart) I know within the uncertainty exists real fucking miracles.” Is a beautiful note on integrating the shadow of uncertainty with the light of faith. So thanks 💛💛 also love the analogy of the artichoke 💚💚
Thank you Sophia 🧡
so so beautiful. thank you