When I was a teen I spent hours connecting to dial up internet on our single family computer and scouring whatever search engine came with circa 1998 for inspirational quotes. I then printed out those quotes and pasted them in a spiral notebook that I would thumb through on the regular.
Like a caveman.
But, it kept me going.
One of my all time favorite quotes that I found on – probably Ask Jeeves- was this: “we are so powerful that we can make ourselves believe we are not, and then make it come true.”
I have no clue who to give the credit to for that full-of-double-negatives masterpiece but it always struck me. I would recite it to myself on the daily and think that if that were true, then the opposite must also be true.
It never sat well with me that awful things (like trauma) happen for a reason because if a loving divinity allows the horrors of the world well then how loving can said divinity be?
That’s rhetorical, by the way.
I think it is the humanity in us that demands things happen for a reason. Our minds can’t grasp awful happens for the sake of awful and our hearts won’t allow that to be true.
So, we find purpose in our pain.
And we share our healing as proof that something lovely can come from the rubble of the no-so-lovely.
And not because it was meant to but because we leaned in and chose to.
I think I could’ve written a pretty great story without all the muck of PTSD in the throes of it. But something awful happened and I chose to make it matter.
And that strength came from divine intervention.
And loving family.
And supportive friends.
And caring co-workers.
So, what I want to tell you friends is this:
We can choose to isolate in the fall out of awful because we feel alone or we can realize that we have the power to heal ourselves in the aftermath because-really- we are not alone.
Keep going, warriors. 💚
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