As a therapist, I am constantly witnessing people’s pain, progress, traumatic experiences, growth, despair, and hope.
These days, I am also witnessing the stories and performances of Olympic athletes, who spend so much of their lives in the pain and promise of preparing for the games. In addition, yesterday I spent several hours witnessing the agony and bravery of the four Capitol Police Officers who were part of the very thin blue line between a violent mob and the members of the U.S. Congress on January 6.
While witnessing pain can cause second hand trauma, I cannot turn away, nor do I want to.
I think our best chance for survival is to commit to witnessing each other’s pain, as well as the pain of other species throughout this planet.
Yesterday, during a heavy day of witnessing, I was witnessed on Twitter posting this:
I appreciate, more than I can say, your witnessing that and all my other images for today.
After witnessing that shrine of candles on my walk for several days, I am now witnessing the loss of Carlos Soto-Mendez, age 23.
When I search YouTube for “witnessing,” I find this …
… and this:
I look forward to witnessing your comments, below.
Heartfelt thanks to all who are witnessing, here and now, including YOU.