Rage and the Tenderness of Life

Out of a great need
we are all holding hands
and climbing.
Not loving is a letting go.
Listen
the terrain around here
is far too dangerous for that.

 -Hafiz

 

Rage and the Tenderness of Life

 

            I do not know any survivor who has not embodied rage at some point in their life:

stuck in both powerlessness and primitive violent feelings, emotions more primal than

anger--beneath words, beyond words. 

           

            Violation, betrayal, and invisibility can generate a true resolve to change.  It can

in fact create a movement.  But for many, the response to the injustice and grief of

trauma is twofold.  One may seethe in a loop of fury and pain without knowing how or

what to do.  On the other hand, the most natural instinctive biological response to pain

is simply to endure the worst until it ends. For some, retreating in fear and overwhelm

just to feel safe is the only known method of survival.

 

            But sometimes the force of suffering creates a numbing malaise, or an even

greater depressive spiral downward into despair.  This inward turn can mimic the

original perpetrator's induction into a path of self-destruction.

 

            We rarely want to discuss this particular response to the rage or the suffering out

loud--that push to harm oneself or to self-destruct.  And we hesitate to mention the

ultimate action: suicide.  But, if we want to truly address rage in its many

manifestations, certainly its darkest side, we also must look at what is most difficult,

perhaps most dangerous.  We do not do this lightly or alone.  It is part of the deep

journey of recovery, as we come to embrace a true alternative to darkness: living life,

tenderly and fiercely, in whatever truth we are.

           I think of Maya Angelou, herself a survivor of sexual abuse, who spoke with such

fire in a conversation with Dave Chapelle:

If you are not angry, you're either a stone or you're too sick to be angry. You should be angry.

You must not be bitter. It eats upon the host. It does not do anything to the object of the

displeasure. So use that anger, yes...You write it. You paint it. You dance it. You march it. You

vote it. You do everything about it. You talk it. Never stop talking it. 1

 

            As survivors, it is not always safe to speak out, but there are times when we speak,

nevertheless.  Yet, we must also listen to the deep courageous tender place inside, even when

the noise is loud, even with the pull of those same old bad impulses.

1 Maya Angelou in Conversation with Dave Chappelle, 2016

 

            We cannot get through all this alone.  Life is longing for itself, even in the darkest of

times.  It is why you, I--all of us --need honest, powerful, and real community on this journey of

recovery, so we can remember to embrace this life--all of it. 

 

            This is one of the biggest challenges for a survivor: trusting the impulse for living that

would lead to a different alternative than what may have been given long ago:  then, to listen

to the quiet friend inside our own breath, choosing this life; choosing connection and yes,

choosing love.