My brother is two years younger than me, yet sometimes he amazes me with his ability to make me see things in a different way.
Tuesday I was feeling particularly down, and he shared this quote with me:
“The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.”
Again, such an obvious nugget of wisdom, but its significance coarsed through me all day. It’s not easy for me to “let go” of anything. Like many women, I struggle with this in many facets of my life.
And sometimes when we’re feeling blue, we just want to “snap out of it.”
We’re encouraged by society to move on, to “get over it” (whatever “it” is).
But here’s my question to you today: If we don’t let ourselves feel whatever it is we’re feeling, aren’t we denying ourselves the capacity to heal?
I say a whole-hearted YES.
Ignoring a wound won’t stop it from bleeding.
Spending every cent of savings on an emotional shopping spree won’t create a sense of financial security.
Nor will a binge create a sense of body love.
Pretending we’re not hurt when a friend or loved one has wronged us only encourages the pain to fester.
And putting the kibosh on anxiety/nerves about an upcoming life-change like school, a new job, marriage, a baby, moving, a new home … only makes it feel that much worse.
Sometimes, perhaps it’s best to step outside, without our raincoats or umbrellas or wellies, and to wander around in the driving rain.
To take a look around at the splattering drops, the sheets coming at us from all angles, to slosh around in the puddles, til we’re chilled to the bone and drenched, teeth-chattering.
Because you know what?
After the rain, oftentimes a rainbow appears.
Maybe it’s faint. Maybe it arches across the entire sky. Maybe you’ll notice the clearing blue sky in the distance. The warm glow of sun on your face as the rain pellets subside.
And then there’s peace.
Right now, I’m immersed in a thunder-storm of sorts. And instead of whining about it, commiserating about it, I’d like to turn it into something positive. For after the storm comes the rainbow.
And the sunshine.
How about you? When you are faced with binging or emotional eating or disordered, mindless eating, do you think if you just “felt” it — whatever “it” is — that you’d be better off?