I remember in the first weeks of full-scale invasion, I would force myself to go outside. Just to be, do nothing, away from the screen, scrolling news. Walk around. I remember thinking: "One day, it will all make sense again. I will feel something again. I will notice. I will appreciate." This still fluctuates, I must admit. I wish the same for you.
Thank you for sharing and for your kind wish, Anastasia! I wish we never had to live through this unspeakable trauma, but as we have no control over it, we must keep searching for ways to regain balance and be present in our lives 🫂
Nature has a healing nature. And we are part of a bigger picture though often a mystery where, but I sense your heart and mind are in the right place. Once in a great while I feel that everything is in its place. That is great, I find I can’t force it or make it happen, it comes on its own. Thank you for your writings!
I agree! I love it when everything feels in its place. This feeling of contentment and peace is something I wish I could experience more often, as it’s constantly ruined by never-ending stress. Nature helps to catch it, even for a moment.
Nature is clearly your therapy! This is good news. The trick is to go for walks that are long enough, clearly. And I wouldn't worry about how often or how long. If it works, do it. You clearly need it, and it's doing you good!! I encourage you to keep it up for as long as it's needed. 🫂
For reference, playing the piano was therapy I needed every single day in order to get through high school. This is a season in your life. It WILL end one day. No, the grief and sadness won't depart, but the daily assaults will, and then time will enable you to grow around the grief and sadness... will allow us all to grow...
Thank you for sharing this story, Paul! What an interesting encounter and conversation you had! Russians (Soviets) deported millions of people to Ural and Siberia, and the majority of them either died or completely lost their heritage and understanding of who they were. It’s amazing that this man’s family managed to preserve their identity and partly languages. It looks like they went through so much hardship before finding a second home in the U.S.
Just wanted to say that I deleted my first comment because it contained a tragic story about people that I did not know and in hindsight I think that I should have worded it more carefully.
You make a very important point here about heritage, identity, and language. And also about the suffering of the people who were deported by the Soviets (Russians). Thank you again for your healing words, Darya.
I remember in the first weeks of full-scale invasion, I would force myself to go outside. Just to be, do nothing, away from the screen, scrolling news. Walk around. I remember thinking: "One day, it will all make sense again. I will feel something again. I will notice. I will appreciate." This still fluctuates, I must admit. I wish the same for you.
Thank you for sharing and for your kind wish, Anastasia! I wish we never had to live through this unspeakable trauma, but as we have no control over it, we must keep searching for ways to regain balance and be present in our lives 🫂
Nature has a healing nature. And we are part of a bigger picture though often a mystery where, but I sense your heart and mind are in the right place. Once in a great while I feel that everything is in its place. That is great, I find I can’t force it or make it happen, it comes on its own. Thank you for your writings!
I agree! I love it when everything feels in its place. This feeling of contentment and peace is something I wish I could experience more often, as it’s constantly ruined by never-ending stress. Nature helps to catch it, even for a moment.
Nature is clearly your therapy! This is good news. The trick is to go for walks that are long enough, clearly. And I wouldn't worry about how often or how long. If it works, do it. You clearly need it, and it's doing you good!! I encourage you to keep it up for as long as it's needed. 🫂
For reference, playing the piano was therapy I needed every single day in order to get through high school. This is a season in your life. It WILL end one day. No, the grief and sadness won't depart, but the daily assaults will, and then time will enable you to grow around the grief and sadness... will allow us all to grow...
Thank you, Laurel!
Thank you for sharing this story, Paul! What an interesting encounter and conversation you had! Russians (Soviets) deported millions of people to Ural and Siberia, and the majority of them either died or completely lost their heritage and understanding of who they were. It’s amazing that this man’s family managed to preserve their identity and partly languages. It looks like they went through so much hardship before finding a second home in the U.S.
Just wanted to say that I deleted my first comment because it contained a tragic story about people that I did not know and in hindsight I think that I should have worded it more carefully.
You make a very important point here about heritage, identity, and language. And also about the suffering of the people who were deported by the Soviets (Russians). Thank you again for your healing words, Darya.