Distance Makes the Heart Beat Stronger
The Drummer in our Hearts
It is good to be seen.
Coming back to any environment after a long absence can be a bittersweet moment. It has been good to hear that some people are encouraging me to write again; and at the same time, coming back can also bring up a swell of memories of why I had to step away in the first place. My absence has been filled with a great deal of personal challenges and emotional trauma that for the sake of human dignity, I will not delve into. Needless to say, I am still experiencing the struggle of finding joy and love while surrounded by a torrent of a darkness. My fire still burns bright, and the only way to really grasp what it means to widen a circle of inclusion is to seek for the answers that bring meaning to an experience of any kind.
I have found myself re-reading several of my earlier articles regarding grief and trauma, and what it means to be a part of a deeper human connection. It surprised me how much previous writings could help me gain a much deeper perspective. It has been wonderful, and allows me to know that healing transforms some aspects of our character, but not the heart of who we are. And when experiences become overwhelming, it is necessary to step away, and give oneself as much distance from certain environments until the time comes when it is possible to regroup. That distance is necessary to reconnect with our own deepest selves, to find the heartbeat that has kept up going all this time. For me, it has been this distance that has made my heart beat stronger.
Like many, I have also turned to the healing powers of music, particularly drums and what some would call "sacred circles." The drum is an amazing instrument. From the depths of intensity, for a call that would bring people together, there has always been the drum. The drum beats as a mimic cry to our own heartbeat, a heartbeat others can hear without pressing their ears to another's chest. The drum encapsulates every beating heart of every living creature--mammal, reptile, fish, and bird. It connects us to the earth and each other in a way that can help not only weave back together unraveled relationships, but can also create bonds so strong that no matter where we go, we feel a tight bond to those with whom we share this planet--in beauty, in pain, in grief, in sadness, in isolation, in loss, in joy, in song. It's all there.
So as I come back to the Hub and continue to write, it is my hope that I can maintain the human element, that I can continue to find words that connect us all, and that resound with the beating of my own heart in conjunction with yours. We are not alone in our struggles, and we can heal one another through our stories.