healing
How to heal fully and properly.
Manifest
Who would have thought that 2020 would be the year of challenge, change and eye-opening events that would literally have us all scratching our heads like, “what was that?” To say the least, there were many, many lesson to learn and if you didn’t...I have to wonder were you sleeping while 2020 was happening? 2020 changed my outlook on life. I thought moving to Orlando from Jacksonville, Florida was the biggest challenge I ever faced but hands down, I was wrong. There were financial challenges where I almost lost my home, my car, my family;there were moments of utter regret and tears that seemed to be endless. 2020 was the year the Matriarch of my family moved on to other planes leaving those who love her behind to find our own way without her. Shortly after her my Uncle Martin found out he had stage 4 pancreatic cancer and died a few weeks later. Death of a loved one is and will always be the most devastating and emotional roller coaster of events any human with a soul will ever endure.
By LaVerne Cuyler5 years ago in Motivation
Healing Inner Child
Leaving 2020 I'm sure has been a whirlwind for everyone. The uncertainty, underlying fear, and overall doubts eating away at people have been a major setback. It is so easy to fall into the misconception that matters will just fix themselves and everything will just fall into place naturally. Yes, there is some truth to that, but the reality of the situation is that nothing comes that easily without a little work. Reflecting on this past year in its entirety, I realized I never learned this much about myself in such little time. There's bliss in solitude which manifests into a bittersweet feeling. It allows you tackle your deep rooted fears and traumas, and learning to embrace them in such a way that is painfully beautiful. Never would I have thought that soon after reevaluating my whole existence and purpose, I would come to face one of the biggest challenges of my whole life...death and grieving. To finish off 2020, I received one of the worst news I could possibly hear, my father had suddenly passed. It was then that my whole perspective on life shifted. The reality is, time is so precious. So precious that every minuscule decision you make or words you tell yourselves has the power to make or break you. I sat on this thought for weeks now and have realized we are much more powerful than we give ourselves credit for. We initially believe we have to prove ourselves in order to be seen and heard in this world, but I'm seeing now it all is about the way we allow ourselves to heal and love and treat our bodies every day that lead us to come out the best versions of ourselves. Healing requires a series of shifts. Time does not heal all wounds, it just gives them space to sink into the subconscious. True healing is going inward, loving yourself, accepting yourself, listening to your needs, addressing your attachments, learning how to let go, and always trusting your intuition. 2021 is the year where I blossom into the most peaceful and positive version of myself, letting go of past guilt and self doubt. I am worthy of all greatness life and deserve all the good energy to come into my life to heal my inner child. My strength is what guides me and I am proud of myself for that. It is okay to be honest and vulnerable, that's what makes you human. Running away from your feelings gets you nowhere. And feeling human, the good and the bad, is what life is. The ultimate goal for me personally this year is to stop playing around with my own potential and pass unconditional love onto others.We are much more powerful than we think, and that is truth.
By Nicole Feist5 years ago in Motivation
The Golden Owl
I’d gotten there as fast as I could. As soon as I received the call that they thought he might not make it through the next day, I dropped everything and headed immediately for the farm. My grandfather had always been like quiet magic. He had a way of calming everyone and everything around him. When I was a child, I could swear he calmed the wind with just his hands. It seemed he could revive a dying crop simply by placing his hands in the soil and reciting one of the Native American chants handed down by his grandfather, mixed with his quite magic was his ever-present and reassuring sense of knowingness about him.
By Cee Cee5 years ago in Motivation
Stage 3
Have you ever wondered how a cancer patient really feels? What they really go through? Over time the word "cancer "has become a word that is whispered or never spoken of. Whether it is spoken about or not the reality is those who are diagnosed with cancer can not escape it's grasp. I was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer and thought I would die for about 5 weeks, then after having a double mastectomy, reconstructive surgery and 19 lymph nodes removed (5 testing positive for cancer) the final diagnosis was stage 3 which I was grateful that I could at least try to fight for my life. I completed 7 months of chemotherapy, 6 weeks of radiation therapy, and am 2 and a half years into hormone therapy, that I have to be on everyday for 10 years. Here is the truth, our truth. Here's my story. Before March 3rd 2017 I thought a “Breast cancer survivor" was a woman who had breast cancer and did not die from it. Boy was I wrong! The word "Survivor" doesn't give justice to what it is we really overcome. Being a Cancer Survivor means so much more then whether we live or die. Survivor is about surviving, not necessarily surviving cancer itself but more about surviving the mental abuse that the effects of cancer will put you through, have you questioning and second-guessing every decision you once were so sure of. Being a survivor is about surviving the emotional abuse that to often leave you feeling crippled, but with no crutches. Try to imagine fighting for your life while everything you once new about yourself is being taken over by an unseen impostor, that confusingly... is you. Surviving are those moments when we begin to question if it's even worth it anymore and as were crying, alone, on our bathroom floor, we find the strength to get back up in order to be a wife or a mom, because no matter what we go through we want those around us to feel normalcy within their own lives. We become survivors every time we show up for chemotherapy, radiation , and for endless surgeries, some so painful that at times you will forget how to breath, praying for it to at least lessen just enough to catch our breath, even if its just for a moment. Over time the pain does lessen while little by little strengthening the way that we will view ourselves. Eventually becoming proud to wear our permanent badge of honor. finally being able to see that we are so much more than just our scars. But that won’t happen until we overcome everything we once never thought we could, like having my breast removed, possibly having my ovaries removed and put on hormone therapy to stop the estrogen in which fuels my cancer, leaving me to ask “if you take all of that from me, than how will I ever feel like I am a woman again?" Being a survivor is the moment we are handed the pen in which our oncologist gives us and we are told to place our signature on a form (before we are given chemotherapy) stating that we understand that chemo will kill some of us. You see for me, just like so many other survivors,our fight doesn’t have anything to do with whether we will survive or not, It’s the possibility that maybe, just maybe because of the fight in which we are fighting today it will give my children and your children a greater possibility to never have to wonder whether they will lose their battle to cancer because we already fought that fight for them.
By SheIsCorean5 years ago in Motivation
Unmasked
As a therapist, I say a lot of inspirational and positive things, such as, "Love yourself, you're perfectly imperfect." or, "The world is your oyster. It is up to you to find the pearls." I mean those things when I say them to others; however, with myself, I realized that I was saying those things merely as a platitude. I do my best to wear a brave face and seem positive for the rest of the world, especially because many know I'm a therapist. I mean on my Instagram, I'm practically shooting beams of sunshine out of my ass, radiating so much positivity. It's so saccharine you need a dose of insulin to view my profile. However, when I come home, I unmask in more ways than one, not only do I remove my face mask; but, I remove the mask that everything is okay. I sit and ask myself why is it that no matter what, I keep ending up feeling unfulfilled, discontent, unappreciated, overworked, and many other unpleasant emotions. I realized that as much growth as I have done compared to who I used to be in the past, I still had to dig a little bit deeper and uncover what always seems to hold me back. I realized through working with my clients that our deepest truths usually lie beneath the parts of our stories that we seem to breeze right through. You see, I was born to a drug addicted mother. I was born three months early; and, as a result, I ended up in foster care. I got adopted by a family who was loving and nurturing when I was a baby. However, while they were just what the doctor ordered during infancy, they became venomous later; and they were abusive. They were abusive in such a way that I did not recognize it; and, they gave me everything I wanted; but, not what I needed. You see, I had plenty of material things, food, clothing, you name it. However, I did not receive unconditional love. I was not free to be my authentic self. I was not free to even fully enjoy my childhood because I was parentified. I endured sexual abuse and verbal abuse. I was also witness to a great deal of physical abuse. I was constantly put down, invalidated, and put in positions that no child should have to be in. I have told this story many times before. I thought surely I was healed because I cut my parents out of my life, I'm living in West Hollywood, I've accomplished a lot in life. However, I took a long hard look back on my life and realized that somewhere along the lines, due to my history of abuse, I developed negative core beliefs such as, "I'm not loveable", "I don't deserve to be happy", "My efforts to work hard or do my best will only be repaid with pain and disappointment." After having been abandoned by my biological mother, then, abused by the family that was supposed to rescue me, deep down I believed that if those who were supposed to love me could not love me, I must be unlovable.
By Jessica Shanel 5 years ago in Motivation
Doing My Best
I really sat here and thought on this for such a long time and just drew a blank. I was trying to figure out what good deed is worth mentioning or what should I write about. Because let’s face it, this year more than others, has truly tested me, it has tried my patience, broken me down, and has made me close to hitting rock bottom. I am so sure I am not even close to being the only one.
By Andrea Powell5 years ago in Motivation
Hall of your Inner God
Every hair rises along your arm, fully stretching outward. Becoming as tall as they can just to reach a little further out into the surrounding world- Your very skin bristling with ecstasy, bubbling as every cell pulls outward desperately-no, eagerly shouting “what is happening next! What else can I feel in a world like this??”
By Adeptwest5 years ago in Motivation
Moving on
Dear 2021 – I certainly hope your sibling, 2020, is the worst of it. She really had me spun. But now, I am looking FORWARD. Looking at my future, my relationships and most of all, ME. I have had to re-route my GPS many times over the years, and as I entered my 40’s, found myself having a major identity crisis of existential proportions. Nothing I had planned the year I graduated high school ever came to fruition, and while I try to avoid holding on to “regrets,” there sure were a lot of things I wished I had done differently.
By Tracey Balch5 years ago in Motivation
Put down that donut and listen
Opening my eyes on January 1, 2021 was different from opening my eyes on January 1, 2020 for numerous reasons, but the main difference is in 2021 I woke up a pessimist. It is no conundrum as to why that is of course. In 2020, I woke up with the phrase “Clear vision, clear future” hanging off my lips, whereas this year I woke up with a less eloquent phrase… “Now what?”
By Alexandra H Gulcan5 years ago in Motivation
Healing
Whoever said time heals all, lied. Time is not a healing process and pain lingers as long as there is vulnerability. Realizing that time is only going to hurt more with each day if you do not make a change, is the first step to actually healing. Allowing time to cover your wound will only create an emptiness later on. Covering something is not treating it. Allowing time to fix your emotions, is simply letting different events and expieriences that may happen , be more current in your life to distract you from actually healing. Lets think about growth, enlightenment, and peace. Rather than trying to forget our most traumatic moments. Which is impossible.
By Venise 5 years ago in Motivation
