The following is a post from herbalist Aubrey Ellen Koch. I met her years ago when she was a teen and had the pleasure of making some wearable art for her. She was then and continues to be an empathetic, creative, and gifted person.
In the wake of the New Zealand tragedy, she posted the following on FaceBook and has given me permission to share it with you. Take heart! Let us all be healers, each in our own way.
“On this day and on so many days in the past few years as I watch the rising tide of acceptance for, and indulgence in, deep hatred and white supremacy I have felt hopeless. I feel small and impotent against this deluge of hate. I struggle every day with my own trauma, my own gaping wounds, my depression and the aftermath of the things that were done to me as a child. I struggle with the horror I feel as I see the unfolding of massacre after massacre of people just like me. I struggle with the ancestral memory of the members of my family who died in concentration camps. I struggle with the indelible image of a girl with my face, my body, blown up larger than life in a room at the holocaust museum.
“In the end I am not a violent fighter, and I have no power for revenge, but I pledge myself over and over as a healer to reach my hands out to all who are in pain, who are exhausted, who are fighting for themselves and their families and their community. I pledge myself to those who have been displaced and have no home, who are seeking any safe place to exist. I pledge myself to lift up as many as I can and to be the foundation for anyone who has the heart to fight. I am yours and I will support you with all that I have.”