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A pocket of Unreality.
What I think I have been doing in an odd way is by only looking at the criminal, I spared my ‘dad’. By focusing so much on the criminal aspects, I negated joining them with my father. I left the… Continue reading
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In My Mother’s Eyes
Being in this moment of time and healing my childhood wounds requires me to make changes now what I was incapable of doing back then. It is like living in two places at once, or being a grown woman and… Continue reading
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Healing Won.
I dropped the letter in the outgoing mail; it sat in the box for a few hours, with me working nearby. Every now and then, I wondered if I should take it back; pull it out and retreat back to… Continue reading
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I found my soul.
“Pen to the page to find and create sanctuary and asylum for soul. “ Margot Van Sluytman My blog is an asylum for my soul, a sanctuary for a confused mind, a place where I feel free to dialogue and… Continue reading
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“Lights on but nobody’s home!”
As I caught sight of me in my rearview mirror I chuckled, I had left home quickly for I was in the middle of making soup and found I was one ingredient short, it was too late to stop the… Continue reading
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A safe place for Me.
The sentiments, feelings, expressions, emotions of this blog may appear childlike and perhaps unbecoming of a big lady like me, but what I have just realized, is that the healing I am doing isn’t about a big lady, rather that… Continue reading







