healing
How to heal fully and properly.
Why you should start watching Romantic Comedies again
"That movie?" - "You want to see that movie?" - "Is your girlfriend making you watch it?" Some of the phrases that accompany a desire to watch a romantic comedy. One too many times, my friends and I would want to see a movie only for 'nothing' to be showing. By nothing of course, it was meant that no big blockbuster hit was currently playing. The next marvel film hadn't dropped, the newest Star Wars had already finished. That romantic comedy, or that feel good film about love, that was considered 'nothing'.
By John Eva4 years ago in Motivation
Manipulate Energy To Achieve Your Desires
I try to live each day with the realization that I am the creator of my reality. I am not one to believe that destiny has been planned for us before we are even conceived. I feel that we decide our life's path, for better or for worse through our journey of self-exploration. With each choice we make, whether a large one or insignificant, we are paving the way for our future selves.
By Susie Pinon4 years ago in Motivation
Washing Clean Dishes
I woke up to the sound of the weatherman on my radio alarm clock giving a very static ridden forecast for another hot summer day. I quickly got dressed and tiptoed through the house passing my alcoholic bipolar step father asleep on the couch in the living room. He was experiencing his depressive state, so we knew to be extra quiet and cautious as to not upset him. I could see my younger brothers quietly snoozing as I tip toed past their bedroom, and I smiled with excitement. Today I did not have to cook them breakfast and keep them quiet so their father could sleep off his late night drunken outbursts. Almost to the door, I could hear my mother snoring from her bedroom. She worked night shift at a local nursing home so she slept during the day. A shadow of the woman she used to be, my mother was severely depressed living in a marriage that was falling apart and the hopelessness consumed her.
By Jessica Greenlief4 years ago in Motivation
"You will defeat it," she said
It was the day after Thanksgiving, and I felt the anxiety rising as I sat in the car with my two sisters on the way to the doctor's office. As I stared out at the cloudy dim skies, I knew in my heart today was going to be the day that everything about me was going to change. I felt the deep pain buried in my heart. When people say, you can feel your heart hurt, it's absolutely true. It was a pain like no other.
By Jennifer Maharajh4 years ago in Motivation
One Step Changed My Mind
My name is Sky and I just completed my schooling last year. I am now in the first year of college and our classes are online only, after school is over, life has changed now a little tension is increasing in life, all my friends are busy in securing their career, seeing their hard work I'm getting a little worried for myself, because I haven't thought about my future yet.
By AD4 years ago in Motivation
How Giving Up Alcohol Changed Me
I started drinking when I was 13. Now, I know most kids start to experiment in their early teen years but for me, it became an outlet for me to deal with dysfunction at home. You see for me, growing up in a morbidly abusive household, the typical teenage awkwardness was amplified.
By Krista Smith4 years ago in Motivation
Ramblings of an Old Woman
Ok so I had a powerful day, WOW!!!! Earth shattering POWERFUL!!!!!!! We are reading some strong books about culture and identity, how culture shapes our identity through race, religion, family, social class, just to name a few. We did this powerful image meditation where we were supposed to think of our culture, something that stood out for us that impacted our lives, the first thought that popped into my head was what culture? The only thing that shaped my identity was dodging the swings and living on the street when I ran away...Then I thought OMG!!!! This is a culture, of culture of lies, of abuse, of vicious dark secrets that everyone is so afraid to talk about. We are afraid to mention what everyone is so desperately trying to hide behind closed doors. We are a culture within a culture we are the human by-products of society butchering of the families, the human dominance over another human, whether it’s personal, racial, cultural, or spiritual. Abuse is a culture that has two faces; one that is presented to society, God forbid if anyone should ever see the real thing, then there is the one that is seen only by those being abused. This is culture most don’t want to face, for we all have been there at one point in our lives. But for those who have walked this path longer than most, we find it filled with pitfalls, shadows, and unspeakable anguish. We may deal with the pain and hide it well, but the scars run deep and even though we do get the help we need sometimes there is a trigger point that sets off a whole string of memories and when doing image meditation sometimes it can bridge that gap and becoming a healing process for a very painful time and place. This is what happened to me today, I debated on whether I wanted to share this, but I thought why not? I have shared my journey with all of you so far, why not continue, so here is my latest in poetry, it gives a rendition of my vision today. "The house is dark and quiet , high in a shadowy room , there is a child whimpering , softly as not to bother a soul. Why do you cry my child? She looks up with a start , her green eyes rimmed with tears , Shh she says, he will hear you . I stand looking at the child , a ghost from ages past , a small child, a little scared, a little pudgy, and a little sad. She sits curled up on the bed , which is kind of wet , she says, Shh he will hear you, he will be angry , hit, taunt, and make me wear my wet underwear, around my neck to school , where they will make fun of me. She quietly sniffs , my heart wants to reach out , to embrace this small wee child . Here let me help you , quickly change the bed , she scrambles to the edge , that’s when I notice , the different colors upon her skin. I could see the outline of a huge hand laid upon her thigh , my heart weeps at the sight of the pain upon her wee soul. I quickly strip the bed , changed her clothes too , hiding all the evidence I quietly tuck her back under the warm covers , I wipe away the tears , I still see upon her face . See now he will never know I said with a smile on my face , I gave her a hug , she returns one so fiercely , almost took my breath away. She whispered thank you , tomorrow I will be safe , walk with my head up and not looking upon the ground , there will be no new marks , to hide from the world. She gently kissed my cheek , whispering, it’s ok now , you can awake…. I found myself hugging not her but me, repeating over and over again , it’s all over now , You are safe.
By Star Hawk4 years ago in Motivation
The trip that changed my life.
"Healing doesn't mean the damage never existed, it means damage no longer has control over our lives." A year ago today I flew to Hawaii with two of my best friends, for what I thought was going to be an epic girls trip. What I didn't know was, it would be the trip that launched a healing journey I needed for many years. While at the time I viewed many of the events as hurtful, reflecting on them one year later I realize that it all happened for a reason.
By Kimmiekins44 years ago in Motivation
