Are you keeping an
untold story in lock down? A painful chapter stored somewhere in your heart
under lock and key? A tender memory moldering out of sight?
Why?
Have the voices been messing with you? The voices that insist you have
nothing important to say? That you have no talent for this kind of thing? That
no one wants to hear what you have to say anyway?
Perhaps your story is
too painful to revisit. Too achingly sad to put into words. Too confusing to
make sense of.
“You are so brave and
quiet
I forget you are suffering.”
~Ernest
Hemingway~
If
this resonates with you, you MUST begin writing. Do it for the rest of us. Start
with a grocery list, write a letter, or run out and get yourself a journal that
strikes you as welcoming and forgiving. Go now! We’ll wait.
As
Maya Angelou reminds us:
“There is no greater
agony
than bearing an untold story inside
you.”
~Maya
Angelou~
Can’t do it? Try this.
Ask yourself these three questions:
1. What do I know?
Perhaps you lost a
child. Maybe it happened because of a miscarriage no one saw coming. Perhaps
someone convinced you to have an abortion when you were too young to understand
what was happening…and now you can’t forgive yourself. Maybe you spent an
inestimable number of sleepless nights at your child’s bedside fighting for his
survival to no avail. You know everything there
is to know about suffering.
2. Who else needs to know it?
If you survived, someone
else needs to know how you managed to pull it off. Someone, somewhere needs to
know that survival is possible. It might be the father who suffers a disabling
injury. Or the parent of a child with special needs. Or the woman who is
hearing the word “cancer” for the first time.
The story of your journey
maybe a wellspring of hope for others. Your strength may be the only thing that
keeps them standing under the weight of their own burden. The expression of
your anguish gives them permission to admit theirs.
3. How will I
tell them?
“Write hard
and clear
about what
hurts.”
~Ernest Hemingway~
One painful word at a
time. One affirmation after another. Honestly. Openly. Courageously.
Still can’t do it? Try
writing a poem or a letter. Perhaps instead you should run out for some new
paints and a fresh white canvas. Or raise your voice in song. Or put on some
music and dance.
There is more than one
way to tell a story.
jan
So very true. It is a blessing to write for healing, another blessing to read a story that lights the path of hope through shared experience. Thank you for sharing!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Hilary.
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