I read two blog posts today that touched me deeply. One was from a blogger who is a war survivor, describing some random habits gained after the war. The other one shared her story of surviving a battle against cancer and a near fatal car crash.
Both showed strong will, resilience, and a tremendous positive attitude and also humor, despite of what fate had presented them in their life journeys. They didn’t despair and were the last ones to laugh.
Natalie Goldberg said: “Write what disturbs you, what you fear; what you have not been willing to speak about. Be willing to be split open.”
I left a comment another day on a blog about this quote. I said that it had hit me hard, as if someone had found out my secret truth. I thought again about the reasons why I blog since a few months ago, and the way I express myself.
These bloggers made me once more aware of what I already know for so long. I should have the guts to take some dead memories from my mind and bring them to the open. I need to put them where they belong, in a graveyard.
I like movies, blog posts, and books, that I can relate to, because they are like fragments that recount or resemble parts of my life experiences, feelings, thoughts, dreams, beliefs and hopes. I recognize parts of myself in those who touch me deeply.
They also have another superior purpose. When I empathize with other people’s struggles, they help me to heal my own wounds.