healing
How to heal fully and properly.
My journey as a Chiari Malformation Warrior
I have a small white heart tattoo on my right wrist to remind me to love myself and to be kind to myself. I’m booked in for my next tattoo on Thanksgiving day (we don’t celebrate this holiday in Australia). My new tattoo is to commemorate the 4 year anniversary of my Chiari Malformation decompression surgery.
By Allison Harvey5 years ago in Motivation
The Story Of The Back
Fall has fallen onto Colorado. It's increasingly become one of my favorite seasons as I've continued to live out life on Earth during this changing time. That being said, It definitely does not mean that the season does not pose its own challenges as each season does. Quite the contrary occurs in fact. For the past six years of my life I've spent my time either changing and evolving as a musician and songwriter, but also doing the same as a massage therapist. How I came into both vocations is a subject for another article, but for this occasion I'd like to speak about my journey with the lower back. For whatever reason, I've always had a tight lower back. From an early age it's been something that has been part of my life. It's followed me in my sports career early on in high school as I navigated different endurance sports. It's followed me to Japan when I went to live there to teach English and it is with me now. It's a teacher, although I haven't always regarded it as such. In the past it was an ailment, a weakness. Slowly however, I'm learning to see the blessing that this "ailment" has provided me with. Autumn just happens to be the time when my lower back reminds me that it's still there and what it has done for me.
By Sound And The Messenger5 years ago in Motivation
There's a Universe Inside You. Top Story - October 2020.
I knew I had a purpose, but why did I feel like cellophane? I grew up in Brooklyn, New York, in the early '90s between the dope dealers on Flatbush and the Haitians playing dominos on Church Ave. My mother got pregnant with me at fifteen years old, and my father was shot and killed three days after my first birthday. Growing up in Brooklyn was rough; however, I made the most of it. No matter how turbulent things were, I always found my silver lining, and I didn't give up. When I was nine, I ended up homeless with my mother, and I experienced hunger for the first time. Twenty-nine years of profound experiences gave me the grit to make something of my life and share my story to inspire other women.
By Shontel Anestasia5 years ago in Motivation
Shower Thoughts
"I wish I was a B*tch". Yep that was my initial thought. I wish I demanded what I wanted and I complained when I didn't get it. That to me is what a B*tch is. I wish I was the type of person that people didn't want to walk all over. I wish I was the person that got my way whether it was the right way or the wrong way. I wish I people would see me instead of overlooking me like I was a nobody. I wish I was missed when everyone but myself was out. I wish I was someone who people couldn't get enough of. I wish I was a B*tch.
By Paige Stought5 years ago in Motivation
110
I am on my porch, after a long day at the desk, I needed some fresh air; I went to see my stats and I am deeply confused, this week was all about what is next on my spiritual journey, I met with a wonderful coach and I got some direction, but as my mouse stopped on the views and hearts of 104, the one where I talk about Rafael, I felt confused; I wrote it on an empty wall, a silent street, so I am not sure how come that is the most read, the most reacted to of all the numbers . Then I thought, maybe this is direction; this history book is all about my healing process, but in order to heal I have to write about the experiences that made me hard, that left me speechless, the ones that betrayed my soul.
By Lucinet Luna - The Author 5 years ago in Motivation
HOME
This is a project or what I might call a journey that I am trekking. I have faith that our healing must come from within, starting with our sense of self. We are beings wonderfully made without an instruction manual. Although, we may know a lot about our anatomy, it is not necessary to know. All we need is a little help from our friends to heal what is scarred inside. Naturally we will begin to morph into ourselves, who we truly are meant to be. I, myself, am still changing and forever will be. I know sometimes it can be hard to imagine even being a happy person at any time and sad times always come and go, but true love is forever. So that’s where we need to begin.
By Ryshalyn Shielle Williams5 years ago in Motivation
The Ugly Side of Healing
The Ugly Side of Healing (Trigger warning) The first time I filmed this animation, I wanted nothing more than to rush through it. I made the vines as simple as I could- barely adding any value whatsoever. The background of the images were composed of junk, trash, and a bunch of stuff overflowing atop my dresser. You can even see my tv playing Community in the background. As I sat down to edit this, it hurt my head and eyes to not only be confronted with the image of myself spread out and passed out, but the horrible artistic touch added made things so much worse. For there was nothing to focus on. Just me. Vulnerable. Exposed. In so much pain. This project was strange because for the first time, my perspective shifted from victim to onlooker or perpetrator.
By Tawny Skye5 years ago in Motivation
IDeas
Many ideas can go the wrong direction. To take the time to think, and process what you are thinking to bring forth to reality. What happens when your reality becomes your own living nightmare? Did your idea come from a place, I could place? Random thoughts come in you’re on my mind and you make the choice. Will you listen to these ideas? Be careful on what thrives. You can influence yourself. You are you worse enemy! And that enemy is your thoughts. Your thoughts produce ideas, and your ideas, Producers motive. Your motive might have you take action in a place you should’ve never been a part of. My point is when you think of something we careful on how you are influence. Your own mind can play tricks on you. Gain wisdom and seek truth.
By Isaiah Caceres5 years ago in Motivation
Uncaged
I spent a lifetime attempting to abuse my body into a pleasing package. Often, I was successful in making myself small,in all the ways a woman is told to be- in a whisper or a yell, or a glance- the message was clear. For as long as I can remember, it felt like my body didn’t belong to me. It felt normal to be caged in my body. The rungs on the cage were invisible, but effective. They were secured by shame and expectations that being human made impossible to meet. I could never be a good girl for long. Something stronger than the facade always found a way to come through, like my body was haunted. This spirit cared nothing for what “they” expected of me. She craved more. She planted visions in my head of desires and longing that pushed against the bars- until I broke into pieces.
By Angelique Sanchez5 years ago in Motivation
Good morning
It’s 7:15 am in NYC 2020. I still here the crickets with the faint sounds of cars passing through. One about 5 minutes after another. Harlem wakes up a little slower than Brooklyn. But I hear the crickets. I love it! But does the sound of crickets ever stop or does the word just get to loud; so that we never hear them. Appreciating the things that you don’t have to worry about. Yeah, sure.. things make you mad, sad, emotionally moved to points you can’t get explain. The random moments you battle. Who when’s the fight? Who loses? WHAT IS THE COST OF THERE VICTORY?! And does it change when they die? I know, know what your thinking; all of this over some damn 🦗. No but I do like the peace it gives me when I am up all alone. Checking on my children as they dream of their most wonderful dreams. Have you ever experienced your child so afraid from a dream that they woke up really crying and asking for help? And for that moment you feel a brief feeling of hurt and what if’s. And this isn’t for everyone but that moment when you felt like when it came to it you couldn’t protect them. Now, why is this sad? When you count your blessings and you have complete understanding that nothing is ever REALLY under your control. That you and everyone around you has been chosen to travel on the same or different path; that will will reveal the end and the beginning. But then is still not sad? No, it’s absolutely sad. These feelings are real. They were given to us in the beginning to live and chose love, and for the rest death. Is that so bad? Are we now to say it’s okay to die and never had loved. Now, I know what you are thinking, all of this for some damn crickets 🦗?! No but realize; when you hear a crickets chirp, it’s only during the times that the world is hibernating. When the world appears to be dead and cold. The crickets remind you that their is still life. Don’t forget about the sun. The sun reminds you that their are always better days.
By Ashley Graham5 years ago in Motivation
The Value in Breaking Points
It seems as though these moments are those we so often run away from. We fear the breaking point. We avoid it at all costs. Here’s the thing: in my experiences , I have found some of my most valuable revelations and moments of self love come from these edges.
By Tawny Skye5 years ago in Motivation
