This NYT article The Art of Presence came through my twitter feed today and the headline stopped me. As I read the article I flooded with memories and resonance.
These years post head injury & trauma have been full. I’ve birthed a baby who will be 8 years old in a few short weeks!! I’ve given up a teaching career. I’ve learned new skills. I’ve moved out of the safety of my community. Along this way I’ve healed and adjusted. I continue to heal and adjust. I am so grateful for the many people who, in various ways, have been present when I needed presence and been builders when I needed builders.
I have spent many therapy conversations sorting through my experience of people’s responses to my pain. I know I am one person and my experience is just that. But if I could sum up what I have been most grateful for along the way it would be in the words of this @Julie Silander tweet : Offering hope to another rarely means giving an answer. It often means offering curiosity & being willing to enter into uncertainty & pain.
The Art of Presence. It opens imagination. It allows light. It creates space. And in that space I can breathe.