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Nosedive

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I’m excited about what lies ahead. In a few weeks I’ll be starting over.

I’ve become comfortable with uncertainty; it’s even a bit thrilling. I’ve always known that nothing is certain, but this time I feel it on a soul level.

My motivation, and my stubbornness have carried me this far. Not only that, but my faith and absolute determination to not take no for an answer.

I’ve had to sell nearly every item in my house, publish a patreon, fight tooth and nail to not let greed get me down, forget that pride exists, and loosen my grip.

Nose diving into my life with reckless abandon isn’t so scary once you’re off the ledge.

I’m in awe at how I’ve surpassed myself and my expectations of myself as well.

But, a one-man-show is never a one-man-show. I could do nothing without the help of God and the people who have been there to catch me as I was free falling.

An invisible army is still an army.

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Passion’s Redirection

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It breaks my heart when something I believed in, disappoints me in the biggest ways. Perhaps, you know this feeling too. At some point, we all do – mothers, wives, caretakers, musicians, scientists – wherever you fall on the continuum, you are appreciated. You are worthy of your purpose.

Your story does not have to end, nor does your soul wish to remain useless; it may just be time to trail off the beaten path, or simply take a break.

As a passionate person, I thrive on fighting for good. I thrive when other people are lifted up. While I acknowledge my ego’s existence, I genuinely love helping people.

As you may have predicted, this sometimes pigeonholes me. I am often put in a position for the world to devour me, without so much as giving my spirit back.

Things are looking up, however. I met a beautiful friend, named Katelynn:
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I was able to get rent paid, finally; this affords me more time to get all the details of everything together to see where the road takes me. Moving into a bigger state would be a better option for me, for a number of reasons, including better health care.

I’m looking forward to seeing where the wind takes me, and I hope to see you around.

I love you.
Welcome home.
You’re safe here.





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Hope For The Hopeless

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I do not count the hours,

Nor do I count the days.

I put my faith in split seconds, 

Because they can change everything.

Time does not measure the amount

Of hope that one carries,

Or for how long.

Hope is timeless. 

What goes up must come down;

And what goes around

Will come ’round again.

Hope is the endless cycle of recycled hearts.

Hope is the passion that never grows old,

and that which will never die. 

Broken bones, sticks and stones

Are no match for unwavering souls.

Be Like Water

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Pain felt, morphs into more love to pass on.

Somewhere in our own personal hells
We learn how to detect when someone else, is in that same fire.

The lava and brimstone of our own anguish,
permits us to become a river
For the ones set ablaze.

Why then,

are we made to fear Hell?
Why then,

do we run?

I say to you, come what may
devils, depression, or snakes-in-disguise.

Bring on the fire.

I will have learned how to be.

Pain will teach you to be like water.

The Purpose Of Welcome Home Healing (Part Two)

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It is not what happens to you, but how you react to it that matters.

Epictetus
Picture of the author
Hey there, is this your first time seeing me? I love you. ↨♥

In Part One of the Purpose, or story that inspired Welcome Home Healing to come to life, we talked about some tough stuff that I experienced. If you would like to read it, please do so here, it does have a trigger warning as it mentions abuse in various forms.

Part two is where I’ll show you how we can take our power back — how we can move from victim to victory – from powerless to empowered.


Step 1:

Believe that you will heal the way you’re meant to.
When we first come out of the F.O.G. (fear, obligation, and guilt) that has caused us to stay silent about our abuse, we are often so overwhelmed and overburdened, that we come to doubt our ability to heal. We’re so beat down and used to abuse that it colors our world and vines ensnare our soul.

We come to truly believe that we are doomed to be in despair for the rest of our days. We see healing techniques and mindfulness as jokes, as bullshit, to be honest. I’ve been there. Some days I still feel that way.

But. Believing in our God-given right to feel better, and in our ability to reintegrate ourselves back into life – to trust again – is the first step to rebirth and growth into ourselves. I have been fortunate enough to find a trusted therapist to show me where the light was, and I encourage you, gently, to do the same.

(I will post resources that may help you, depending on your situation). If you need assistance feel free to contact me, and I’ll try to point you in the right direction.




Step Two:
Rediscover, and reinvent your world on your terms.
When we’ve been mistreated, abused, bullied, whatever term you wish to call it, our power has been taken from us. In severe cases, our inner selves, our inner world, and even our imagination. We lose our ambitions, our goals, our drive.

white and gold mandala wall tapestry
No mud, no lotus.

The painter who paints will cease to paint, the writer will cease to write, the speaker will become mute, the passionate lover of people, of animals, places, and comedy sitcoms, will morph into someone who is indifferent. When this happens, it shows in their surroundings, in their environment.

To give you a real-life example, the first thing my wife and I started doing after she left her toxic environment behind, was redecorated our house, the way we wanted.

picture of cozy work desk with dim lighting
♥ This is where I typed this post for you. ♥

Next, we got hanging light fixtures (I think they were actually meant to go outside) but we made it work by placing them on detachable hooks and draped the lights around our living room.

Then we got a small water feature that continuously has a stream of water flowing. The noise and visualization help us stay grounded.

We then moved on to smaller things, like putting pictures of our loved ones on corkboard near our workspace.



Picture of corkboard with family and friends pinned to it.
Corkboard!


We put flowers in a vase to spruce up the room. (They came separately.)

Lastly, we got these cool tapestries as wall art from amazon.

woodland tapestry with hanging lights

Step 3:
Trust your progress.
Progress, recovery, growth, rebirth, the road back to yourself, and other homecoming processes, or life after abuse, is not linear. It is not a straight line.

You will relapse. You will miss the abuser. You will wish to revert back to what is familiar rather than running out into the wild unknown; because that’s friggin scary right?! Right?

This is normal. This is natural. It is human nature to be drawn back to what is familiar, but familiar is not always what’s best for us and can hinder our recovery.
During these times, it is important to be gentle with yourself- to comfort yourself – and gently bring your awareness back to how far you’ve come.

You are in control now, of your life, and your choices. You can cope. You can trust again in time with boundaries and a healthy amount of self-love.

So, although you may stumble, you can still walk forward. Walk slowly or baby step if you must, but you will come to realize you’ve worked too hard to stop or to turn back.

I believe in you.
I love you.

Christmas with the puppies.

Welcome Home
You’re Safe here.





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