“The mind creates the abyss, the heart crosses it.”
I had the opportunity to connect with a renown naturopathic doctor friend of mine, who just happens to live locally; and we touched on the stress people are feeling following the floods. A light bulb went off when she said that this can manifest in different ways–even in physical injury.
I excused myself from the small gathering and called home right away. My youngest answered the phone and brought it outside to his father who was chopping wood.
“You know how Aidan has been hurting himself so much lately,” I said. “Maybe give him a little extra attention tonight. It could be fallout from the floods.”
My doctor friend also touched on nutritional and supplemental support for post traumatic stress, which hadn’t occurred to me, and I wondered if the Co-op might put together a end cap display of products for that. Between the murder and the flooding, they could use the extra support themselves.
Unlike my friend the doctor, I didn’t watch the flood come across the road and into my house; and unlike my new colleague at work, I didn’t see it take out my entire road. I also wasn’t there at the Co-op Tuesday morning a month ago when a shot was fired inside.
And yet, I am emotionally and physically spent from August as if I had been everywhere.
What do I need, I ask myself. What would soothe me?
…some soft music, a cup of chai, time walking with a friend.
It was ten years ago this month, when I had to rock myself into letting go of the heartbreaking strain of 9/11. I walked my dirt roads, soaked in the changing colors, and restored my sense of self and place.
May we all find what soothes us as we rock ourselves into the changes life brings.
Kelly Salasin, Marlboro, VT
To read more about the devastation in Vermont, click here;
or here, to read more about the tragedy at the Brattleboro Food Co-op.