Where Is Healing?
Editor’s note: This is a guest post by Lucille Austria, the true inspiration of my life.
The storm has passed but the devastation will stay for a while to heal. I don’t know how long the healing process will take but for sure it will take its own course. On the contrary, whenever it is ready to take place, I only wish that it can reinforce into its original condition.
In the natural world, it will mend and regenerate, it may take thousands of years to get to its form but the certainty is almost real. But for people, the expectation of healing is always almost hard to meet. As it is, the devastation is hard and painful but in reality it is the process of healing that is most excruciating. When talking about profound pitiless desolation, there may not even be a promise.
People’s emotions are the most delicate part of life. When we get hurt, no matter how shallow and deep it is, by nature, we have the tendency to focus on the pain and disregard why there is pain. Defying reasons of understanding, we let that pain guide us to more desolation and more pain to hurt us deeper.
For some of us, it runs through our entire life. Seemingly we are all right, but in the deepest crevice of our emotion, the hurt and pain still lingers. In our lifetime how many people have we encountered that still talk about the past unhappy experience of their childhood? How many of us still hate our exes or even our teachers in high school?
Is true healing really subsisting? I asked myself this question time and again and to this point I still don’t have the answer. Whenever we get hurt, how often do we associate our present pain from that of the past? Different pain in a different situation always gets the tendency to be associated to each other and as we do, the past experiences come rushing back in, exacerbating the sting of the present pain. Where is healing comes in then? Maybe lessons past are lessons gained but if it reiterates the same pain that wrecked havoc on us in the past, I don’t see where the healing takes place.
Faith in oneself to have the strength to handle the remnants of the devastations in its different shapes and degrees is maybe the only options there is to survive. But we can always experiment on where we can attain peace and contentment amidst all the atrocities we have in our lives.
Nothing is constant in this world. Everybody is bound to get hurt. Sometimes we recovered, there are times we don’t but there is always a promise of a better healing if not in this lifetime maybe the next.
Please visit my earlier post To Heal or Not To Heal, which is a reaction to this piece at the time when it was originally written.
