Writing brings me solace. When I feel the need for comfort, I no longer reach for comfort foods (well, not as much… and the choices are now healthier!) or satisfy my feeling of lack through “retail therapy.” Instead, I sit to compose my thoughts on the computer. Writing allows me to connect to my soul and to Spirit. It puts me into a gentle and secure frame of mind and gives me peace. Music also gives me solace. My art too. Nature is also able to provide a venue to connect deeply to Grace.
I recently listened to a video clip of Patrick Stewart describing the abuse he and his mother suffered at the hands of his father. What he knows now, he shared, was that his father had returned from war with what was then referred to as “shell shock” but now is commonly recognized as Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD).
Untreated, his father exhibited classic traits of one who was not healed, of one who was told simply to “Pull up his boot straps and get on with it,” meanwhile, his mother would be accused of prompting, somehow, these outburst by those who were called in to assist. Patrick now devotes his time and energies to honour his mother, through promoting the awareness of male violence and to his father, through supporting the cause of PTSD. He has been able to seek solace for his childhood wounds through finding the understanding he required and by voicing what is near and dear to him.
If we don’t find ways in which to provide ourselves with solace we run the risk of turning to ways of addiction and depression. We also stop our souls from growing. We need to establish outlets that center and ground us, helping us to find peace within our days once again.
In the northern hemisphere, we are once again deep in the grip of long, cold winter days. A time that makes people more vulnerable to feelings of helplessness and despair. A time where we need to turn outward, to seek solace.
What gives you solace?