I can recall so clearly what happens when I am triggered. It still surprises me when I am, but I also know that it will pass when I let myself feel what’s going on. I used to think that being graceful was putting on a brave face and not showing how hurt I was. Rather than storming off and vowing never to speak to that person again …. I guess I’ve found my own way of finding grace when triggered.
How dare you!!
Come into the present moment and notice
the pounding head, the clenched jaw and hands in fists
the thoughts that spark like fiery daggers
Don’t control me! I don’t want this! I don’t need you!
Feel the tears and absolute frustration
the vulnerability at being in this place of hurt and loss.
Loss of control. Loss of connection. Loss of understanding.
Become that wee girl too young for words
She knows this place. This sheer frustration. Hurting and not knowing why.
Let this rage turn into one of your biggest breaths ever
Open your mouth and gasp like a fish
take in the air that nourishes and calms
Let it out with a cry from your very soul.
Let the tears roll. Feel their heat running down your cheeks.
Feel the energy dropping through you like a stone
allow it to release and pass through the mesh that’s your body
Feel the unburdening and letting go
notice the softening in your body, your thoughts and your being
Say hello to this vulnerable part of you
Feel the relief and the love
You are still here.
And now you are ready to talk about what just happened.