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The Thaw

I am thawing.
I will soon be liquid.
But, for now I crack
with violent snaps,
and in contrast
I serenely drip, drip, ripples expanding into relaxation.
I am thawing. I will soon be liquid. But for now I exist in two separate forms, one hard and unbending, cold and unfeeling. The other is calm, laughing in movement, penetrable in stillness and I am alive in both.
I am thawing, and I'll soon be useful again... .
Having spent the last few years working with the homeless I have encountered all sorts of people who are running from, hiding from, trying to heal from, or fighting against all sorts of traumas. Because of this I have come to view trauma as something that freezes people: It can make people hard and unfeeling, can paralyse people's development so they cannot grow and it can chill people with sorrow that doesn't fade. 

The process of recovery from a trauma is difficult because there are ups where progress and healing can be felt and seen, but there are also downs, where a person feels …