Dear other people,
Yesterday at work, I talked to several people who were in extreme pain. That pained me so much that I noticed moments when I wanted to turn away from their pain. It would pain me to tell you if I had turned away from other people’s pain, but I did not. I stayed with their pain and with mine.
At last night’s Coping and Healing group, other people in pain suggested that we focus on the topic “hope” as a way to ease the pain in the room.
I take pains to protect the confidentiality of all who attend my groups, so I’ll disclose only what I wrote last night:
In case reading that is a pain, here’s what I wrote:
Hope is the thing with feathers.
— Emily Dickenson
Hope is what we all need.
I believe that everybody has a spark
of hope somewhere even if they’re
describing themselves as hopeless.
I think of it as an ember of heat and light
ready to ignite.
The worst moments of my life
have been when I’ve lost track of hope.
I’m so grateful that somehow,
I have always found it.
If you have everything but hope,
you have nothing.
If you have nothing but hope,
you have everything.
Here’s the only other photo I took yesterday:
Does that poinsettia in the group room look like it’s in pain? It did to me, last night.
Here’s “The Hopelessness Theory of Depression” on YouTube, about other people’s pain:
I facilitate five groups every week because I believe sharing pain with other people reduces that pain. Feel free to share any pain, below.
As I say at the end of every group about other people’s pain, I am grateful that you showed up here, exactly as you are.