One this road of redemptive recovery, connection has been something I’ve had to look at – a lot. Not just bad connections, but those connections that I once deemed as good. Not all relationships meet the criteria. Some people must go and some people must stay. The decision of these crossroads can be precariously dangerous.
I’ve wrestled with my thoughts for most of my life. Truly. As a child, I was a contemplative little girl. I had to be. It seemed no one else in my house had a thought past their nose. Unfortunately, that created a cavern of anxiety in my small being. Anxiety has been my friend longerContinue reading “A Bubble of Satisfaction”
Growing up, I was never present in my body full time. I practiced dissociating when I could to ease the painful, daily experiences in my life. When I wasn’t checking out, I over ate to the point of distraction. Today, I try to live fully aware of my experiences. I’m in touch with my bodyContinue reading “The Present of Presence”
Healing takes a mindset of growth. As a seed becomes a plant, there is visible change. The same was true in my life. The more I healed, the more everything starting to look just a little bit different. Many of my relationships in life took drastic turns: from the men I dated, to the peopleContinue reading “An Appetite for Change”
When I was three and a half years old, I murdered a woman. I spent the next 50 years retracing and recovering bent memories that had long been buried by the great force of denial. I went back and fought to uncover the truth that had been buried on 40 acres, in a sink hole,Continue reading “Am I A Murderer”