We trauma survivors can have a little habit. Avoidance. I know. I’ve been there. For many years I burrowed myself into every other person and/or project that distracted my mind away from myself. I was so frightened by what I had to face in myself; the pain, the anger, the memories of a tortured childhood, … Continue reading It Starts Inside
Prayer: an earnest hope or wish. This part of the definition sits well with me as an atheist. The way Frank Ocean states the phrase, “Let go of a prayer for you.” has always sat in deep resonance with me. Frank is in the top ten best artists my son has recommended to me. Letting … Continue reading Let Go of a Prayer For You
Let's Breathe Together
As I have lived my own survivorship and spent the last few years deeply connecting with trauma survivors, I see three distinct phases of the journey. Victim | Survivor | Thriver (and for some, Advocacy/Warriorship) I think one of the most difficult breaks in the healing process is moving from the victim to survivor state. … Continue reading Victim To Survivor To Thriver: You Will Do It!
We are not mercy. We are strength. We are not bitterness. We are valiance.
I wonder what happens when one walks into the sea?
“You loved me,” I said, “when I was at my lowest. Yet, I didn’t quite know you were loving me. I was in tears so many days. You held me. Together we traveled the tunnels of rewound memories, finding ourselves sometimes on clouds and others in quagmire. Through these times, these deep struggles, you were … Continue reading The Girl In the Mirror
My gold is woven in possibilities and endless patterns of emerging change.
I am a behavior watcher. I listen to words, and then I sit back and deeply observe the individual’s behavior.
Click to Listen to the Spoken Version: https://anchor.fm/e/99f7a0?at=2202210 The day I disappeared and Became invisible Was the moment I became invincible. I got lost inside The existence of my absence. I lost my laughter, Which had Trickled in moments Of hopelessness, So I could feel and Deal with the real. I disappeared and It brought … Continue reading The Day I Disappeared
"My worst day as a free soul is far better than my best day in captivity." Samie Brosseau