Writing through our trauma: Join me

If you’re reading this, you probably already know that I write a lot about traumatic experiences.

War.

Oppression.

Abuse.

Violence.

Death.

Loss.

Torment.

Angst.

Mourning.

Personal trauma. Political trauma. Sometimes they are one and the same.

Trauma from events around us. Trauma from our our cultures. Trauma from political experiences and realities. Trauma from societal trends. Trauma from interpersonal experiences. Trauma from systemic abuses. Trauma from racist, patriarchal, sexist, or just plain cruel actions and systems. Trauma from death and suffering.

So much death. So much suffering.

So much pain.

The writing helps me. It helps me clarify my thoughts. It helps me connect to my soul. It helps me remember who I am amidst darkness. And it helps me find my voice and my place in a world that at times feels alien. Foreign. Unrecognizable. Sometimes barely human. Or maybe this has been what human means all along.

I write through my trauma. I write about the trauma and about the dreams of afterwards.

The writing is healing. Or at least sometimes it is.

Other times it just helps me get through the day.

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These are hard times for all of us. We are all experiencing personal and collective traumas on a scale that is in some ways unprecedented. Social media, technology, and massive amounts of money have changed the rules in our generation and exacerbated forces of evil with all new tools. It’s hard to keep up. It’s exhausting. it’s painful. It’s debilitating.

So I write. I write my stories. I write my wounds. I write my cracks. I write my brokenness. I write my scars. I write what is left of my light. I write to navigate the darkness. I write to paint the colors of my soul. I write to swim through my veins. I write in order to capture what is left of the divine spirit in me, to remind myself what I can aspire to be. Maybe. Still. Yet.

I write to hope.

Anything. I write to heal. I write to see. I write to breathe.

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If this resonates with you, I invite you to join me.

I will be facilitating a five-day writing workshop in September, right before Rosh Hashana, on the beautiful magical island of Paros, Greece. The perfect place to forget about the world for a while.

For five days, we will write, we will share, we will laugh and cry. And sit on the beach. And feel the sand between our toes. And let the water cleanse us.

And then we will write some more.

This is a once-in-a lifetime opportunity to spend a few days in paradise. We all need that right now.

My friend Reva Mann, an amazing writer with a compelling life story and beautiful spirit, is hosting this workshop. Write to her for more details reva@jerusalemharmonyapts.com or click here.

This will be a small group so space is limited.

Looking forward to sharing this moment with you <3

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