Tuesday, April 26, 2016
Yesterday I wrote about a bolt of lightning that struck a tree very close to my home. The varied metaphors associated with lightning flickered through my mind as I sat and took up my keyboard.
One saying would have us believe that lightning never strikes twice in the same place. Regardless of whether that is true or not what I implicitly hear when I think of that saying is the notion of predictability. Some things that happen in life will never happen twice. Opportunities we may imagine will come our way again might not. It seems best that we find a way to "appreciate the astonishing fact of being alive...every day...every single breath."
The above words are those of Nando Parrado taken from a documentary of the October, 1972 Andes plane crash. I watched this documentary yesterday. The plane crash thrust approximately four dozen people into the harsh conditions that prevail in the Andes Mountains; the plane crashed at an elevation of approximately 3,600 meters. It was miraculous that anyone survived the plane crash let alone the severe conditions to be found in that part of the world.
If there is something good that can come from trauma perhaps it is a newfound appreciation for all that we have in our lives. Trauma, quite simply, sucks. But on the other side of trauma (for those who survive whatever ordeal they endure) we can find a vividness of life that has perhaps previously eluded us. Through the painful darkness and horror of a period of trauma we can emerge, seemingly ironically, more aware and appreciative of the beauty that surrounds us and the possibilities within our reach. We can find ourselves appreciating every day and every breath.
I find myself now dancing on a fine line. I long ago completed the trauma resolution work in my own journey of conscious healing. I still experience sadness and grief regarding how what I went through impacted by early development. My "village" throughout an important phase of my childhood development was not all that functional. But I am still here! I have never survived a plane crash but I have survived a number of harrowing experiences. And I now find myself appreciating, more than ever before, what I can still do in my life. I appreciate the astonishing fact of being alive today, Tuesday, April 26, 2016.
If you knew that you could not fail what would you do?
Yesterday I wrote about a bolt of lightning that struck a tree very close to my home. The varied metaphors associated with lightning flickered through my mind as I sat and took up my keyboard.
One saying would have us believe that lightning never strikes twice in the same place. Regardless of whether that is true or not what I implicitly hear when I think of that saying is the notion of predictability. Some things that happen in life will never happen twice. Opportunities we may imagine will come our way again might not. It seems best that we find a way to "appreciate the astonishing fact of being alive...every day...every single breath."
The above words are those of Nando Parrado taken from a documentary of the October, 1972 Andes plane crash. I watched this documentary yesterday. The plane crash thrust approximately four dozen people into the harsh conditions that prevail in the Andes Mountains; the plane crashed at an elevation of approximately 3,600 meters. It was miraculous that anyone survived the plane crash let alone the severe conditions to be found in that part of the world.
If there is something good that can come from trauma perhaps it is a newfound appreciation for all that we have in our lives. Trauma, quite simply, sucks. But on the other side of trauma (for those who survive whatever ordeal they endure) we can find a vividness of life that has perhaps previously eluded us. Through the painful darkness and horror of a period of trauma we can emerge, seemingly ironically, more aware and appreciative of the beauty that surrounds us and the possibilities within our reach. We can find ourselves appreciating every day and every breath.
I find myself now dancing on a fine line. I long ago completed the trauma resolution work in my own journey of conscious healing. I still experience sadness and grief regarding how what I went through impacted by early development. My "village" throughout an important phase of my childhood development was not all that functional. But I am still here! I have never survived a plane crash but I have survived a number of harrowing experiences. And I now find myself appreciating, more than ever before, what I can still do in my life. I appreciate the astonishing fact of being alive today, Tuesday, April 26, 2016.
If you knew that you could not fail what would you do?
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