The gold is in the dark

Seventeen years ago today, my work colleagues and I watched the two fiery Twin Towers collapse from our office window in Midtown Manhattan.

It was an absolutely shocking and surreal moment. The impact it’s had on me is deep and strong.

About a month ago, I hesitantly visited the 9/11 Memorial for the first time, not sure of what to expect.

What I thought would be a morning activity, ended up taking almost the entire day.

As I cried my way through most of the exhibit, I was thrown back into the emotions that I, and l’m sure all New Yorkers, felt not just during that day, but in the months to follow.

For me, they were feelings of the deepest grief. Horror. Disbelief. A lack of safety and security. It was the worst heartbreak ever.

Yet the discomfort I felt at the exhibit was welcome and healing.

While I imagine I’ll probably feel the same if I visit again, there was some kind of wholeness I received from integrating this old wound into my present self.

I find that healing often comes from seeing, accepting and understanding the big picture.

As Carl Jung said, “The gold is in the dark.” We need to see it to heal it and get to the comfort of the other side.

Where in your life could you use a little healing? What are you not seeing about your situation? Will you let yourself go there?

Asking with love,
Denise