What does it mean to be grateful for pain?
I read recently that all of philosophy is not worth one hour of pain — but really?
What do we fear in this pain?
that it will never end
that it will erase us
that it will kill us
& yet, physiologically, chemically, there is value in this shift
pain reminds us that we are alive
that we’re capable of feeling
that we are not yet dead
but deeper than that, on some unnameable plane, pain ties us back into the tapestry of humanity
knot by knot
thread by thread
fiber by fiber
weave me back into the fabric of We
I am weak from separation
Mother I can see you: dark as raincloud
Father I can hear you: deep as thunder
your child is coming home
all pain & lightning & pressure
Swallow me. I beg of you.