“It’s not forgetting that heals. It’s remembering.”~ Amy Greene
The bodies of traumatized people portray “snapshots” of their unsuccessful attempts to defend themselves in the face of threat and injury. Trauma is a highly activated incomplete biological response to threat, frozen in time. For example, when we prepare to fight or to flee, muscles throughout our entire body are tensed in specific patterns of high energy readiness. When we are unable to complete the appropriate actions, we fail to discharge the tremendous energy generated by our survival preparations. This energy becomes fixed in specific patterns of neuromuscular readiness. The person then stays in a state of acute and then chronic arousal and dysfunction in the central nervous system. Traumatized people are not suffering from a disease in the normal sense of the word- they have become stuck in an aroused state. It is difficult if not impossible to function normally under these circumstances.” ~ Peter A. Levine
Feeling overwhelmed, I am. They say that snow is coming about 10 AM. I shall welcome the storm. I read an article earlier that explained how the sympathetic and parasympathetic nervous systems work, what they do, and in PTSD it’s all the sympathetic system working. Always stuck on ‘alert’. That’s me. Thus the overwhelming. But it is Sunday morning, still dark, and although something was prowling in the yard a while ago I did not feel afraid. I’m looking to go all parasympathetic today. And, it can be done. At the moment the cat is on her bed at my side. Plenty of good coffee still in my cup. This head of mine feels cottony and achy. Achy hands. Heart feeling good and warm. That’s the main thing. Some part of me, in spite of the scourge in my nervous system, is smiling. I know where it came from. I am inclined to just let it sit and shine today. Yesterday I wrote that something happened recently that opened me up a good measure. Truth be told, it made me kinda weepy in the immediate aftermath. What’s up with that, right? Regardless, it happened and it warmed my heart. Yeh, Sunday and snow. I may go out and walk barefoot in it if there is enough accumulation. That sounds pretty good at the moment. Walking barefoot in the snow serves as a kind of reset for my nervous system. Onward.
Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.