Catharsis (Excerpt from Guided Visualizations for Heartbreak)

Heron and Basket, Catherine Raine 2018

When you are overwhelmed by obsessive thoughts of abandonment, a giant heron flies through your window with a woven basket. With his beak, he removes the wire stitching that seals your mouth, causing a wad of cotton wool to fall out. The stitches and the cotton have been sealing off dark screams of rage. And under the screams lurk an impacted column of curses that you have internalized and turned against yourself. A frightening wave of nausea passes through your mouth, throat, and stomach when you taste the unjust bile you have swallowed, condemning yourself for being a bad person who deserves to be left.

Setting the waterproof basket on the floor as you fall to your knees, the heron stands near as you violently expel a torrent of shame, fossilized chunks of rejection, and traumatic memories, all coated in green bile. When you rock back on your heels, Heron pours a bowl of spring water over your face and offers you a glass of peppermint tea to rinse your mouth. He pats you gently with a wing.

Heron’s Basket, Catherine Raine 2018

Placing a lid on the basket full of vomit, Heron waits several minutes for your strength to gather and then gestures for you to follow him to a bamboo grove that has suddenly appeared in the back yard. In the center of the glossy bamboo patch, you are surprised to see a massive fountain.

Heron’s Fountain, Catherine Raine 2018

The fountain rises from the middle of a shallow circular pool lined with turquoise and green tiles in a mosaic pattern. You hesitate at first when the bird indicates that you should pour the contents of the basket into the beautiful pool. You worry that the vile effluvia of your worst fears and beliefs about yourself will contaminate the water. However, the heron insists, and so you dump the foul-smelling liquid into the pool.

photo by Catherine Raine 2017

For a few terrifying moments, the vomit stays congealed in a lumpen mass, but soon the constant flow of the fountain begins to break up and disperse the mess into smaller and smaller clumps. The water dilutes and spreads the clumps, transforming them through movement into tiny bits, then specks, and finally dissolving the last nasty particle into the clear liquid of the pool.

Catherine Raine, 2017

You can’t believe how lovely the tiles look through the fresh and clear water. Even more astonishing is the way your body feels. You are so light that the heron easily picks you up by the collar and flies you to a meadow in the Ozarks. He gently sets you down in a tree at the edge of the grass, having found the perfect sturdy branch that curves out from the trunk of an oak.

photo by Catherine Raine, 2018

Heron sits beside you companionably and nods as you begin to speak of the liberation that makes your very cells vibrate with joy. You tell the heron that you want to roll through the entire meadow and jump into rivers and fall in love with life again. You want to shout to the universe, “It really was not my fault that I was abandoned!”

Catherine Raine, 2016

Gingerly pressing your heart to check for soreness, you also investigate your voice box to see if you have the urge to repeat the tale of betrayal, humiliation, and brokenness that has been tormenting you. To your infinite delight, you have NO desire whatsoever to tell it in the same way; instead, you fold the story into a new narrative of resilience and wholeness. As the sun sets beyond the Ozark Hills, you and Heron grin at each other, enchanted by the revolutionary catharsis that has renewed your soul.

Aga Khan Museum, 2018

 

One thought on “Catharsis (Excerpt from Guided Visualizations for Heartbreak)”

  1. Catherine, this is wonderful and healing. The visual images and the written words of your meditation really embody the story you told me at lunch. It reminds me of a shamanic-healing journey with heron as the guide. thanks for sharing this, Ellen

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