Compassion For Hell
Psychological Hell on Earth.
The pit, the trenches, the dark abyss.
This common thread of humanity’s struggle is what I will call Hell. Hell is defined in the dictionary as “a place regarded in various religions as a spiritual realm of evil and suffering, often traditionally depicted as a place of perpetual fire beneath the earth where the wicked are punished after death.”
Betrayal, loss, sorrow, anger, grief, remorse, regret, blame, and aloneness (to name a few) send the experiencer into a convoluted mix up, if not processed. The outlook starts looking grim and fogged out, as though the light of life dissipates and vanishes.
The meaning and purpose of life slips away.
We’ve all been there.
In depression, as we pull up the archives of the mind and live in the the past with regret; we’re stuck on what could of been. In anxiety, the fear of not knowing the safety of the future and chasing the sign post; it’s worrying for what is to come.
If it looks like there’s no way out, is there?
“Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space it is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.”
Is there an ultimate goal?
At the least, it must be opposite of stuck, entrapped, and stagnate.
Sometimes survival-mode goals, are just to stay alive.
When the end of the rope comes near, the bottom hits hard.
The damage is done, ya put yourself there, they may say.
Fuck that. I’m serious. Don’t listen to them. Shaming is not in the least bit helpful. That is torment, not compassion.
The energy has been put out there. That’s a truer statement. And there could be toxic damage, absolutely. All of which is faced naturally, no judgment needed.
When the experiencer is lost and unable to see ahead, what’s next?
What will happen if we are to feel the depths of the void, to mourn what could of been? Trusting the process and being carried by something greater, can bring us to wholeness. Whether it’s the death of an idea, a situation, a reality or belief that doesn’t hold up any longer; letting go is the power we hold.
To know what we don’t want puts us in a place of contrast. Declaring you’re Done. Conscious choice can be made only when we experience the difference in feelings. That is what I don’t want, this is what I do want. Discernment. Making a choice is another power we hold.
Knowing that the sun will rise again is enough somedays. Talking to friends and family could be a channel of support.
For other times therapists, astrologers, inspirational coaches, teachers, and preachers can help us restore hope. Their messages and work remind us that we really can do it. The light is still lit within, and that we are all-right even if it’s only darkness we see.
When the tower crumbles and/or is set ablaze, we can be born again out of those ashes. After all that mess, there’s only one way to go.
From down and out to up and in.