Tag: trauma
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Game face
Get your game face on, don’t leave without it. Like a second skin, smile fixed in place. Rest your game face, When no one is looking. Fakeness is exhausting, the cost of a lie. Put your game face on, can’t cope without it. Mask painful thoughts, too hard to share. Keep your game face on,…
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Keeper of the Key
Brave little girl, sits still on the couch. Hears arguments and cries, Dad’s angry voice, Mum’s distant distress, amplified by the baby. Dad locks the bedroom door, hands her the key. Brave little girl, sits with the key. Hears mums cries mixed with baby’s. Frozen in place, holding the key. Too scared to move, until…
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How to be …
Lead with the body not with the head. Be 100% present to all that is said. Listen intently, follow the thread. Trust in the process, forge a new path ahead. Make friends with your life, play your trump card. Find your tribe, and love them hard. Hold them close, in high regard. Trust it’s safe…
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Can we talk?
How dare you call me, then talk all about you? Have you learned nothing after all we’ve been through? No questions or concern for my well-being. Just lies and self pity. expecting me to fix things. Do you ever stop, take a good look at yourself? Are you even aware of anyone else? Are you…
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Why?
Why did this happen? How to find meaning? When tragedy strikes without warning. The loss of a life that was only beginning. Taken too soon. Find no silver lining. Deeply loved by all, lived life to the full. Experienced more than many ever will. Fearless and strong, always full throttle. A bright future awaited, limitless…
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Mothers Day
A difficult day for some who painfully hold A different version of mother not the story we’re told. Not always a comfort, or an ear to listen, even hugs can be used for manipulation. Not every mother becomes like a friend, Someone to turn to, on whom you depend. Some simply struggle to care for…
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Surrender
Drop into the body, move through the freeze. Let the rhythm take you to find release. Does the body move energy? The mind thinks it knows. Let energy move, the body swept up in the flow. Expand past the body, as one with spirit. Above and beyond, the skies the limit. Breathe in compassion, the…
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Not-Shame
Gaining perspective, reveals raw edges. Twists and tangles, seen from new angles. Up close and personal, huge rôle reversal. Afraid of finality, too much reality. Swimming in a sea of fear and misery, Impossible to name so drenched in shame. Release the old story, Protection illusory. Could a glimpse of ‘not-shame’ be sufficient to change?
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Weight of Silence
There’s things I can’t say in polite conversation. Holding back truth prolongs separation. But the risks of naming are all too clear, So I hold it all in and live with the fear. There’s things I don’t say for fear of judgement. What will they think if I disclose my resentment. They had it so…
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Dear Sister
Is there anything you wish to say to me?Let’s be frank, speak openly. I see pain on your face, you’re clearly angry. Holding on to this must be torture. Is there anything I can do for you?I know this hurts, it’s my truth too. I can’t change the past, no hope of rescue. Feeling helpless…
To The Core 