Healing depends upon how much you are willing to begin, again and again.

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If the Angel decides to come it will be because you have convinced her, not by tears, but by your humble resolve to be always beginning; to be a beginner
— Rainer Maria Rilke

This week as I start a new writing project I come face-to-face with the work of beginnings. There is just so much work that goes in to tilling the soil of what you are about to do—reading, writing practice, re-reading, re-writing. All without any noticeable forward motion, but with a sense of depth, familiarity and comfort in the new landscape. And the other work of creating what I have come to call ‘writing compost’: small pieces of writing that result in one new idea to move your writing forward, or notes from articles to hone definitions and expand my understanding of the topic. Work that helps me integrate what I know with what is new and what I have experienced. And this is all work that will never see the light of day or be seen by anyone else. All work that is just there to feed the ideas and feed the work so it can grow.

When I began my last writing project I asked for advice from friends about beginnings and one wise friend told me to ‘have the courage to be new.’ And I think of this advice every time I find myself starting again at anything. It’s amazing how powerful ‘the old’ is, how much you feel attached to the old, and wary of the new. Our old habits, old worldview, old beliefs. Even if they aren’t helping us, even if they are actually getting in our way. The old familiar can feel so solid and comforting, and the new feels so wobbly and incomplete.

Beginnings are inevitable. As long as you continue to heal and grow, you will hit places of beginning again. Because healing from trauma is a cycle and as you complete one cycle of healing, you come back around to beginning again. You come back to the preparation phase again—where the work is tilling the soil, creating compost, gathering resources, and taking a look at what needs to be healed, mended and repaired. As you come back to the beginning you assess what worked the last time and what didn’t. What other supports or resources do you need? What do you understand now that you didn’t then? What’s the next piece of work?

Preparation work requires a belief in, and a devotion to, your healing, to the hope and vision you have for your future. It isn’t work that others will cheer you on for because often, no one can see this work but you. Beginning work is inside work, and inside work is often invisible. Preparation work is work that you are doing on behalf of your future self—the you-- a year or ten years from now-- who is grateful to you for your courage to begin now. Grateful for your courage to take these slow and awkward steps.

One problem with beginning is that in our current culture, and especially our culture of healing, we don’t acknowledge the long on-ramp of beginning. We equate beginning with action, successful action and this isn’t at all where beginnings start. Beginnings start with contemplation. Beginnings start with hopes and fears. Beginnings start with watching other people do it, or reading about other people who did it. Beginnings start with fantasies of what it would be like to live differently or complete that really hard task. And then beginnings start with lots and lots of attempts and failures. Getting up and falling down. Learning from your mistakes and learning who you are in the process. Beginnings start with one word, and one sentence. Sometimes repeated over and over again. Beginnings start with putting your hand on the door handle of the gym, or the door handle of a 12 Step meeting only to turn around and go home and try again tomorrow. Beginnings are not an event--they are a process and in that process you build the strength and gather enough knowledge to really know the problem you are dealing with and how you want to approach it. Your success will actually depend upon how much you are willing to begin, again and again.

Beginnings are hard and I have real compassion for the many people who don’t want to begin whatever it is that calls them. Only a few days in to the new writing project and I can feel, really feel how big the work is ahead of me, how long the effort will need to be, and how slow it will likely be before the project begins to look on paper the way it appears in my mind. My hopeful confidence dashed, I am reminded of the kind of effort it takes to hike a long distance in the rain because you know that day will be a long, cold, tiring effort, and very little payoff in terms of vistas and views.

Beginnings are all about trust. In therapy a lot of the beginning work is about building trust in the therapy relationship—where you learn to trust your therapist and your therapist can come to trust you. But across healing and even in other endeavors like writing—much of beginnings is learning to trust in yourself. And no matter where you are learning trust the biggest part of trust is constancy: showing up. Showing up again. And again. So the biggest gift you can give yourself to start something is to make it easy enough to show up. Write for 5 minutes. Say one thing that’s true. Read another article. Ask for help again. Try mindfulness again. Whatever it is that you need to do. And was hard to do. And you couldn’t do before. Do it again. And again. And again.

It can feel unfair to find yourself at the beginning again. It feels like all the previous work you did should have you starting higher on the mountain, and not down in the valley looking up. But there are real gifts for you in beginnings that only can happen when you start, or start again. Beginnings belong solely and squarely to you. All of those moments where you don’t abandon yourself, but instead keep yourself company so that you can stay at your task long enough to begin. Those hours of companionship with yourself are something no one can give you –they are what makes the difference in healing and growth. Yes, it can feel unfair to be back at the beginning again. I had no idea I would have to give up my wings and go back to being a caterpillar—back to crawling again. But it’s not the flight we’re after, but the courage to make the shift.  

© 2020 Gretchen L. Schmelzer, PhD

Love, love, love

It is Valentine’s day. The day to celebrate love. And I suppose in some small way I want to put the word ‘love’ back in healing. I am all for science and I am all for modern medicine, but when we are talking about healing from trauma we are talking about healing trust and healing attachment and connection. We are talking about people trusting and connecting with other people and we are talking about people trusting and connecting with themselves.

For people who have been badly hurt, love seems a long way away. A country too far away to reach. A homeland one longs for.

I know there are lots of good treatments for much of what ails us physically and emotionally, but to that list or alongside that list we should add love.

The word ‘love’ gets tangled with romantic love and that is not what I am talking about, even if it is Valentine’s Day. Strong affection, attachment, devotion, enthusiasm for, fondness, tenderness, caring. Love isn’t the cure to trauma, but without it, it is hard to imagine healing. Love is what wraps what was wounded. Love is the cast that can hold that broken bone of the psyche steady as it knits back together. Love is what gets absorbed to rebuild what needs to be rebuilt. Love isn’t healing, but it is the raw materials needed to create it. Love is what is needed to, as Galway Kinnell states, “to reteach a thing its loveliness, to put a hand on its brow, of the flower, and retell it in words and touch, it is lovely, until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing.” 

For now, you don't need to do anything different except maybe alter your stance-- allow the word 'love' to hang out with all the other healing words you use. Allow yourself to imagine the possibility that love can support your healing. It is both the way in, and the the goal, all at the same time. Play with it. Wonder about it. Explore it. You may even learn to love it...

Don't start the year with resolutions. Start the year with your questions.

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Photo by Fidler Jan at Morguefile.com

The marvelous thing about a good question is that it shapes our identity as much by the asking as it does by the answering.
— David Whyte

This year skip the decisions. Skip the resolutions. Don’t resolve, change, vow, promise or start. Don’t start the diet, the exercise program, the life change. Don’t start the beginning of this year with the end—don’t start with a decision.

Start the beginning of this year with a question.  Maybe you already have a question. But if you don’t you can begin with the big “What if’s” in your life—What if I did, or What if I didn’t. What if I said ‘Yes’ or what if I said ‘No.’ What would it look like if I jumped in? What would it look like if I held back? What would it be like if I started something new? What would it be like if I did what I was doing entirely different? Or, what would it be like to really commit to the course I am on? What if I changed? What if I stayed the same?

Let this be the year that you invite your questions. Allow your questions space. Make friends with the questions that have been following you these last few years, tugging at you for your attention. Wishing for you to listen. To understand. To just give them a chance.  

We spend an awful lot of time protecting our old decisions, digging in our heels for old goals that are still tied to old shoulds and oughts. Shoulds and oughts that may or may not even belong to you anymore. Old goals which haven’t been updated or pondered. We protect these old decisions and old goals that desperately need to be asked new questions.

So start this year asking yourself some questions and notice the feelings that come up: maybe a bit of fear, maybe a bit of excitement? Maybe anticipation, freedom, wonder, anxiety? Maybe apprehension, anger, hope, courage? Can you sense a feeling of movement? Can you feel a part of you wake up—take notice—look around? It is actually hard to live in your questions without a feeling of stretching, of possibility, of growth. And please don’t look for answers, or a single answer to these questions. Not yet. Let the answers, the feelings, the possibilities rattle around inside you. Let the questions wash over you. Let the questions walk along side you. Let the questions simply rest next to you or curl up at your feet.

Let the questions, like a seed, grow a bit. Let them extend into the parts of you that need to feel more connected to your values and purpose. Let them extend in to the parts of you that have grown tired of yourself or in to the parts of yourself that you have forgotten. Let the questions inspire and embolden that voice inside that has waiting to be heard for so long—your own voice and not the voice of others.

This year, let yourself, as Rilke says, ”live your questions” and you may find that over this year you will gradually, “without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.”  What are your questions?

© 2019 Gretchen Schmelzer, PhD

Some Reading that May Inspire Questions….

Holidays and Trauma: Holding Both

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Holidays are rituals. They are traditions. They are anniversaries. And if you have experienced significant loss or trauma, holidays are an archipelago of memory and loss. Holidays come embedded with reminders and triggers and explosions of memory. That’s exactly what tradition and ritual are supposed to do. But holidays, unlike many ordinary days, are designed as full sensory experiences—they hit our sense of smell, our sense of taste, what we see, the songs we hear. It may be 2016, but to your nose, or your tastebuds or your ears—it’s suddenly 1943, or 1969, or 2003. This time travel at the holidays is true for everyone, not just for people who have experienced trauma, but it is faster for trauma survivors because the memories connected to the songs, or tastes or smells were more frightening and highly charged. They left a more solid imprint.

For many trauma survivors the problem is one of presence: it seems at the holidays you live in two worlds even more than you usually do. The world of the present and the world of the past seem to constantly collide, with the past just as present at times as the present. Perhaps the memories would be easier to hold if there wasn’t the constant pressure to not only hold them but to be happy the whole time. It’s this awful juxtaposition between the memories you hold and the outside expectation of fun. You are sitting at a beautiful meal in the present and you are hearing the violence in your head from fifty years ago. Yet no one at the table knows.

For people who have experienced significant loss, the problem is one of absence. Every holiday marks another occasion where someone or something is missing. It can be a time when the loss is felt so keenly, when you count how old they would be now, what they would think about this holiday, when you see the world without them in stark relief. You feel badly for enjoying something without them. And of course for many people—both are true—the presence of the trauma and the absence of loss. Soldiers who know where they fought during a previous holiday and the troops who didn’t come home with them.

So I say to all those who struggle with trauma and loss at the holidays—you are not alone. Like the tale of the mustard seed, it is unlikely you could sit at any holiday table in the world without finding a fellow pilgrim on the journey of healing—either from trauma or loss. The cure isn’t the modern notion of ‘moving on’—the cure is a more difficult task of holding both. You see when you try to just ‘move on’ –then its either the past or the present—you are jostled involuntarily from one to the other. But if you can build the muscles to hold both –hold that both the past and the present are true—then paradoxically the present can become more real. Holding both allows you to hold your feelings from the past and your feelings in the present as real and true. Holding both is not so much an effort as a softening. You breathe, you acknowledge, you hold, you sit. You don’t do anything in particular, but you don’t run away from yourself and you don’t expect yourself to feel differently than you do. Holding both allows an integrated whole memory to begin to form out of the colliding worlds, out of absence and presence. So start slowly, be kind to yourself as you begin this new practice, and as you feel more solid, reach a hand to someone who is just beginning.

© Gretchen L. Schmelzer, PhD 2016