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  • Keeps it going.

    There is a false belief, that we are responsible for the behaviors of others, that kindness and love is the cure all for all. That we, the hurt, or we the abused, or we the victims, need to respond in… Continue reading

  • The Process of Becoming You.

    It came to me yesterday, that setting up boundaries is a fuzzy idea, but not one we take and pick apart.  It seems to be a phrase that sounds good, but what does it mean?  What is a boundary and… Continue reading

  • A Hurt Child

    It was late last night as I composed a letter to my mother, and I felt I had hit the high points, but yet….I wondered.  So, as I lay down to sleep, I asked for clarity in my dreams, to… Continue reading

  • Stay away.

    Long ago, my mother insinuated that there were two teams, mine and hers. And, she put herself and I in the captain positions.  Like we were long time competitors…and perhaps we were.  I had the attention of her husband in… Continue reading

  • Self Love

    Art is an interesting journey and the one of the Artist even more so.  I wonder at its definition or its truest meaning… Artist – "A person who produces paintings or drawings as a profession or hobby." Art – "The… Continue reading

  • Starving our Souls.

    "When you get to the crossroad in your life and you have a choice to make, always take the harder, scarier road.  It is the one you were meant to take.  If you were truly happy on the road you… Continue reading

  • Freely as who you are.

    There is a great article in the O Magazine this month, by Martha Beck….here is a bit of it. "Horse Sense" "Avery looks utterly bewildered. Since her confusion is vital to the process, I just smile." "I have brought Avery… Continue reading

  • Fight the battle of Abuse alone.

    "You can read and intellectualize the idea of rewiring your mind all you like, but you need to set the process in motion if you want to see results."   Baron Baptiste We can talk about changes that need to occurr… Continue reading

  • Light is back on.

    The difference between the Self that I am today and the one I was before I recognized my sexual abuse, is like night and day, literally Light and Dark.   It is hard to recognize the old me, whose insides… Continue reading

  • Our Churches

    My mind has been twisting around the ideas of not speaking up, not naming names, well pretty much not telling on someone… and the word secret rang out each time.    I couldn't find a word of silence that was… Continue reading