An Arduous Climb

Over 30 years ago, I saw a book in my mind’s eye. The book cover had a woman sitting on a cold cement floor in a prison cell with no bed, no toilet and only dim light cascading down on her from a high window that had bars on it. The title of the bookContinue reading “An Arduous Climb”

The Iceberg

Justice seems nowhere. These crimes are committed daily and, for the most part, go unnoticed and unpunished. When victims raise their voice, they are mostly hushed. What happens as a result of society quietly unrecognizing these atrocities is that the victim takes on this added burden and questions what wrong they did. If you findContinue reading “The Iceberg”

Captured by Commitment

I’ve lived a squirrely life at times. What else could I expect? And then came the time when I committed to better things. I heard God’s voice calling to me in the desert, so to speak. I was parched and thirsty and in need of much repair. The thing I liked about being squirrely wasContinue reading “Captured by Commitment”

A Pool of Blood

Memories, memories, memories. Memories did not light the corner of my mind like the song indicates. In fact, memories have darkened my life for years. There is so much discussion around memories. Do you trust them? Where do they come from? Did you manufacture them? The answer to all such nonsense is this: Do youContinue reading “A Pool of Blood”

Shame Blooms in Darkness

Shame is a dark creature of the night. It was also a creature that was handed down to me in my youth. I didn’t see that my parents dripped with shame when I was growing up – and, maybe they didn’t. You have to know what you’re doing is wrong first. Maybe some people justContinue reading “Shame Blooms in Darkness”

Little Red Riding Hood

Unlike the character in the story, I didn’t have to walk down a path in the forest to find the wolf, I lived with the wolf every day. The Adverse Childhood Experiences (ACE) study assessed 17,000 patients’ experiences of childhood trauma, including: *Physical abuse *Verbal abuse *Sexual abuse *Physical or emotional neglect *Exposure to domesticContinue reading “Little Red Riding Hood”

A Healing Balm

Incest left a scorched path of intolerable pain that I needed healing for. No amount of reparenting my soul was going to touch that pain. A yoga session was not going to be able to quench the sting of this long-laid plan to destroy parts of me and still the lost integrity to my soul.Continue reading “A Healing Balm”

Collusion

I think we all would like to believe we are no longer in collusion with our abusers. That can only be true when we’ve stopped the secretive cooperation with them. This deceitful agreement we have with them keeps us quiet. I knew when I was no longer in collusion with my family. It was whenContinue reading “Collusion”

Take Courage!

Keep me safe, Oh God for in you I take refuge. psalms 16:1 I haven’t always been this brave. Brave enough to tell my story, that is. As I matter of fact I have failed more years that I have been successful at it. Maybe that’s what bravery is all about. Doing something even whenContinue reading “Take Courage!”