As a Pisces with a lot of trauma, 42, and still not "over" my childhood and teenage wounds, I feel seen. Thank you! Also, I am also a Rooney fan for so many reasons that I can't quite contain here, but I have a tattoo of a mason jar as an ode to Normal People and writers which feels right to share here:
“It feels powerful to him to put an experience down in words, like he's trapping it in a jar and it can never fully leave him.”
― Sally Rooney, Normal People
Also, sadly Plaza has come out as zealot Zionist, and added another celebrity to the list of folks who I currently can't enjoy. I'm dealing with this in a lot media and not sure how I'll navigate it broadly, but I know right now I can't watch anything with her in it (it's just too hard for me to separate, probably bc I was a low-key fan of hers for so long).
I love this essay and exploration. Talking about our wounds and scars reminds me of embodiment concepts of clean (soft) pain and dirty (hard) pain, we may always have the wounds, but we can come to a place of wholeness, too. I also hear echos of Maggie Smith (poet) talking about wondering if we ever really heal.
That s a wonderful piece - I have so much to say on this ind jump on a podcast with you! And you sparked a poem I’ll share when it arrives . I usually am given a title and I open to receive it fully. Keep writing FROM the wound. Who has time for the scars who break open anyway at the next interval… in the depth of the core of our own wounding there is a doorway , an alchemical potion ready for us to be drunk in it. Poetry art , is spirit s way through the flesh of this body vessel,… and the crack of the wound. It’s precisely where light enters !thanks for this beautiful read 🥰🙏🔥
Thank you for voicing this! I am a firm proponent of write from the wound. Because we LIVE from the wound. We don't place ourselves on pause and then rejoin life from the scar. We have to learn to live with and around and from the wound. So why would we not glean experience and meaning from this process in and of itself? My beliefs around being wounded are that we are where we are in life at any given moment as these are our paths. Even the paths we didn't put our hands up for. Does a crappy stretch of path, full of potholes and puddles, create less meaning in our lives than the sunshine-y roads we also get to walk? It suggests that we should split and judge those parts of us; that our wounds are somehow "less than" the healed over or unsullied parts. In my experience, both personal and professional, the wounds are where we find the entry point to deeper aspect of Self. They are the places we have to enter because we often didn't choose them. I think there is always a part of us that knows these are precisely the places we need to look. On a broader, cultural level, our wounds are also deeply uncomfortable. They don't fit with an Instagram-perfect image. They are not pristine and collated. They are dirty and bruised. And society tends not to reward this. I have so much to say on this and having just joined Substack I hope to add my humble opinions to this fabulous topic.
Good survivor vs bad survivor- very helpful!!
So happy to hear that! It really shifted things for me
As a Pisces with a lot of trauma, 42, and still not "over" my childhood and teenage wounds, I feel seen. Thank you! Also, I am also a Rooney fan for so many reasons that I can't quite contain here, but I have a tattoo of a mason jar as an ode to Normal People and writers which feels right to share here:
“It feels powerful to him to put an experience down in words, like he's trapping it in a jar and it can never fully leave him.”
― Sally Rooney, Normal People
Also, sadly Plaza has come out as zealot Zionist, and added another celebrity to the list of folks who I currently can't enjoy. I'm dealing with this in a lot media and not sure how I'll navigate it broadly, but I know right now I can't watch anything with her in it (it's just too hard for me to separate, probably bc I was a low-key fan of hers for so long).
I love this essay and exploration. Talking about our wounds and scars reminds me of embodiment concepts of clean (soft) pain and dirty (hard) pain, we may always have the wounds, but we can come to a place of wholeness, too. I also hear echos of Maggie Smith (poet) talking about wondering if we ever really heal.
That s a wonderful piece - I have so much to say on this ind jump on a podcast with you! And you sparked a poem I’ll share when it arrives . I usually am given a title and I open to receive it fully. Keep writing FROM the wound. Who has time for the scars who break open anyway at the next interval… in the depth of the core of our own wounding there is a doorway , an alchemical potion ready for us to be drunk in it. Poetry art , is spirit s way through the flesh of this body vessel,… and the crack of the wound. It’s precisely where light enters !thanks for this beautiful read 🥰🙏🔥
Thank you for voicing this! I am a firm proponent of write from the wound. Because we LIVE from the wound. We don't place ourselves on pause and then rejoin life from the scar. We have to learn to live with and around and from the wound. So why would we not glean experience and meaning from this process in and of itself? My beliefs around being wounded are that we are where we are in life at any given moment as these are our paths. Even the paths we didn't put our hands up for. Does a crappy stretch of path, full of potholes and puddles, create less meaning in our lives than the sunshine-y roads we also get to walk? It suggests that we should split and judge those parts of us; that our wounds are somehow "less than" the healed over or unsullied parts. In my experience, both personal and professional, the wounds are where we find the entry point to deeper aspect of Self. They are the places we have to enter because we often didn't choose them. I think there is always a part of us that knows these are precisely the places we need to look. On a broader, cultural level, our wounds are also deeply uncomfortable. They don't fit with an Instagram-perfect image. They are not pristine and collated. They are dirty and bruised. And society tends not to reward this. I have so much to say on this and having just joined Substack I hope to add my humble opinions to this fabulous topic.
Bloody hell, thanks!
Thank you for this ❤️