My Brother disappeared without a trace on July 11, 2014 and we discovered this morning he is alive. All of my siblings were convinced he was dead, as was I. When I heard the news he had vanished, I started to feel as if I had been hit by a truck. My mind went to worst-case scenario thinking. I was disturbed for days with despair and catastrophe.
Drama and trauma had been an old story for me, and I knew it was time to get my tool belt out in order to avoid circling the drain. Here are some steps to take in the middle of a crisis:
Compartmentalizing work life, family life, and tragedy is essential in maintaining composure so we don’t collapse under pressure. If you let trauma bleed into the rest of your life, the damage can become much greater. Placing things where they belong and into perspective, to avoid hysteria, is essential.
This week, hearing people complain about trite matters, bothered me. Didn’t they realize my brother is gone? Grief makes us so vulnerable and aware. Colors are vivid. Smells are intense. Sounds awaken me to the impermanence of all of us. My epiphany during this drama and trauma of losing my brother, is that I am going to suck the marrow out of every smell, sound, taste, touch, and sight of every moment, from now on. Life can throw us so many devastating events, but we must carry on, stay strong, and just try to find some sweetness, in the sometimes overwhelming bitterness of life.
Registered Yoga Instructor Certified Life Coach