Shawna wrote this piece, which was translated into German and published in Tabor Magazine
That was good for me
My life has been a sorrowful place, joy hides in shadows of memories,
when what is prevalent in my past is being unloved, unwanted, uncared for and feeling forgotten by all.
The bridges we cross and the smoke in our eyes after we burn them down, most would assume this topic would mean '' this has been good for me , has to be a moment of joy '', but for some of us we can't carry a memory of joy without the over shadow of misery.
I am one of those people, what pain has given me is courage, pierced by the courage and loneliness I am surrounded by, this is good for me, the people and places that played a role in my life that participated in my pain and my love are the times I needed to build this courage.
Times of collective joy makes the world seem less random, maybe its a coincidence or maybe its the answer to our prayers.
I know that the things we choose that were good for us and the people and places in which we remember, our tragedies need to be included,
they can be more relevant in who we are as human beings.
Us that are deeply traumatized those moments are even more important.
We are somebody, We are relevant, We are beautiful, We are pain.
'' no man is a island, intire of it self
every man is a piece of a continent,
a part of the main, if a clod bee washed
away by the sea, Europe would be the lesse,
as well as if a promontorie were, as well if a manor of
thy friends or of thine own were any mans death
diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind
And therefore never send to know for whom the
bell tolls
It tolls for thee... ''. --John Donne
