For example: If I am feeling survivor’s guilt because I just sat with a client who lost her home and I have a completely intact home to return to tonight, I could try to push that feeling away. I could use it to belittle myself and feel shame about my own experience. Or, I can ask myself: what does this feeling of guilt want me to know about what matters to me? What could it tell me about my place in rebuilding the community web?
When I consult my own values, I know that whatever we rebuild, I want it to be more equitable, more resilient, more creative, more inclusive than it was before. Then, the feeling of guilt turns me toward the problem instead of against myself. It causes me to get curious about actions I can take in my community that are equitable, resilient, creative, compassionate, and inclusive.
When I sit with these values instead of taking the guilty feeling personally, I can recognize that my intact home is a resource for the community. I can shelter friends, family, and responders there—which will help me lean into inclusivity. I can cook nourishing meals there— leaning into resilience and compassion. I can host gatherings to build a sense of community, creativity, and equitability.
This doesn’t mean that I should be spending every moment in a frenzy of positive engagement. There will be mornings of crying, days of staring into space, times of connecting with family and friends and taking care of myself.
But it does mean that if I am suffering with painful feelings of survivor’s guilt, I don’t have to take it personally. Instead, I can use it to clarify my values and direct my feet toward what I would like to happen next.
In a former lifetime I heard Michael Meade say that when the kingdom falls ill, the answers come from the edge. Every person finds their thread, and they carry that thread back from the edge to the center, and the center is rewoven.
It takes all of us to stitch the web back together. Your guilt does not belong to you—don’t take it personally. No single one of us could ever do everything that needs to be done.
But there is gold in the guilt. It might just be the gentle nudge that helps you find your own thread, the thread that will weave you back home.