By Kristen Linsalata
Life is hard, isn’t it? When was the last time that you did something that you enjoy? We become so desensitized in our daily lives. We all have so many responsibilities, and we’re all just trying to make it day-to-day. For the most part, that’s all we can do.
Unfortunately, it seems as though we don’t have any time to connect with one another anymore. We have technology that keeps our family and friends always within our reach. So why does it feel as though we couldn’t be farther apart in mind, body and soul? Our lack of time prevents us from talking about things that truly matter. Have you asked a stranger how they were today? Have you even asked your own family and friends if they were okay?
If there is one thing that I’ve learned from my Writing and Healing class this semester it’s that the people around you are going through things that are unimaginable. I’ve learned things about my classmates that I would have never guessed by just looking at them. There was an assignment where we had to write for four consecutive days about an event, or a time in our lives, that has been plaguing us. What did I learn after the four days? I learned that people carry around incredibly painful memories with them on a daily basis. I also learned that I identify, and relate with people that I have never even spoken to before. We are all so similar, and we don’t even know it.
I challenge everyone to repeat this assignment. I know a lot of you have wanted to write, but don’t really know where to start. If there is something that is bothering you then please write it down. You’d be surprised at how cleansing writing can be. You’d also be surprised about what is really bothering you. It might not be what you think.
“He jests at scars that never felt a wound.”– William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
“Without words, without writing and without books there would be no history, there could be no concept of humanity.” — Hermann Hesse
The light is around and in you all the time. You are living and moving in the ocean of light.” — Swami Amar Jyoti
“Stone walls do not a prison make, nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take that for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my life and in my soul I am free, angels alone, that soar above, enjoy such liberty.”–- Richard Lovelace, To Althea, from Prison
“What do I know?” –- Michel de Montaigne
“As my sufferings mounted I soon realized that there were two ways in which I could respond to my situation — either to react with bitterness or seek to transform the suffering into a creative force. I decided to follow the latter course.” — Martin Luther King Jr.
“Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.” — Novalis