This is for the days when we are terrified or broken
When our hearts and minds feel splintered
And everything is going too fast
And too slow
For the days when there are no easy answers, no drive-thru fixes, when sleep eludes us
When all we can do is
Breathe and breathe and breathe
On these days, we can treat ourselves like a small, beloved child
We bathe in warm water
We feed ourselves soft, buttery toast
We sip water to replenish the tears
We soften to ourselves, over and over and over
We listen to the flutters of panic running through our bodies
We reach out to the friends who always have the right words
Or who can sit comfortably in the unknowing
We mother ourselves.
I don’t know if I can do this, we whisper, cry, or scream
You will be okay no matter what, a still, deep voice whispers back
We place our hands on our heart
This heart that knit itself together from nowhere and everywhere
We remind ourselves how beautiful
And rare
And connected
We are
Maybe we walk in the season’s first snow
Barely seeing the flakes that become white smears all around our cheeks
Maybe we pray and pray and pray
And we wait for answers to appear like drifting clouds
Maybe we find a church
Or a 12-step meeting
Or a coffee shop
Or a podcast
We look for soft, sweet places to rest in,
To be cradled
We open ourselves to the smallest flecks of beauty
We train our hearts to hold both light and dark
The only way through is through, we say.
We keep walking through this searing pain
This icy uncertainty
This dark and damp underground
We picture, for a moment, all the other souls who are struggling at this same second
Through illness and grief
Through heartache and hunger
We feel the pulsing pain that connects us all
A ripe, ruby web
We are not alone, we whisper
We remember other eras when we felt like this
And we remember how over and over again, we survived
We sit with our discomfort
Our aches
Our own hollow, hallowed loneliness
We breathe through this moment
And this one
And this.
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Author: Lynn Shattuck
Image: Cristian Newman/Unsplash
Editor: Catherine Monkman
Copy Editor: Callie Rushton
Social Editor: Waylon Lewis
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