One Apple A Day #704 - scribbles, pain, healing
When I'm in meetings, I often jot and scribble. Sometimes I do it to fix something that has been shared, sometimes to capture a thought that I want to share. And sometimes there's apparent reason or connection with what it's happening in the meeting.
I don't know where the words come from, the pen moves and then a drawing or some words are there, ink on paper.
Yesterday, during a meeting I wrote in red a sentence.
"Pain is individual, healing is collective."
This morning, when I got to my desk, those words were there, staring at me among many other nonsensical scribbles.
"Pain is individual, healing is collective."
Reading it, it feels so true to me, even if I can't remember why I wrote them. Anytime I'm in pain, being it a physical or emotional one, I usually close up. I become self-centred. My own struggle is the only thing I can see. I feel as if nobody can understand the pain I'm going through.
The healing process is rather an opening one.
It begins with sharing my pain with someone I love, so they can help me. Often in my experience, the act of opening up to someone is enough to reduce the pain and heal.