A child is free to move around their world completely uninhibited by opinions and judgments. They are born with innocence and trust because they basically receive everything with love and acceptance. Each child truly is the center of this great big universe as they view the world around them with eyes wide open and hearts full of wonder.
A child’s view of things are always new. Nothing is avoided because nothing is feared. Life simply gives itself to the child.
My wish for you today is to allow your heart to become the trusting heart of a child. Trust is a conviction that does not falter. Let in the unknowing and enjoy the freedom it brings.
Trust knows truth; it is simple and uncomplicated.
“Silencing Echoes”, which was the original name of my personal healing memoir, takes a look at the various ways we attempt to silence the painful echoes from our past with frequent damaging effects on our health and spirituality as well as those around us. This non-fiction book is based on the parts of my life that not only hurt me the most, but taught me the most. The primary focus is not on the horror, but the healing and choices I somehow made to not be a victim in spite of my history. “My echoes” of abuse were very difficult to silence. But I did. And, sadly, my story is not even close to the worst stories of abuse that exist out there.
The book has morphed from those beginning days, and has been renamed to “My Radiant Hell – Healing Tidbits from a Wounded Soul.” While writing, I discovered I no longer needed to share all the horror – I needed to share the healing.
So, this new book, coming out soon is going to touch everyone’s heart – whether they are the victim or the perpetrator. There is help here for everyone – victims and readers alike. And yes, there is help for the ones who use violence in its various forms to control others.
When will this book arrive? End of 2017. Maybe sooner.
Excerpt from my new book “My Radiant Hell – Healing Tidbits from a Wounded Soul” – Coming Soon.
“From my life experiences and subsequent healing, everything seems to begin and end right between the ears. That’s where the universe actually resides – within our minds. Letting go of mental limitations sets us free from the need to limit self. We heal when we make our mind up to do so. Easy to write – excruciatingly difficult to do.”
“Abuse was part of my life and keeping that “secret” separated me from others. My safe zone was nature, so as much as possible I kept my face toward the sky with the wind blowing through my hair, my mind and my heart. Love was only given to animals because they comforted me unconditionally.
What I discovered with the passing of time was revealing the abuse to others wasn’t the main contributing factor of my healing. The most powerful fuel was understanding a complicated yet simple, often forgotten “truth”.”
“I was and am stronger than the abuse“.
Excerpt from “My Radiant Hell – Healing Tidbits from a Wounded Soul.” Coming Soon
Imagination is necessary for creativity, compassion, human connection, and our relationship with the “mystery of life”. The Native Americans (which I am deeply connected to) have a worldview in which faith, practice, and imagination work as a form of unity that helps lead us, in a spiritual way, to use our own sacred imagination in our communications with self and others. This is applicable to many forms of communications – including writing fiction and non-fiction.
It seems in fiction, the trail markers of what “really happened” don’t exist. The writer must bravely step into the wild unknown by having enough faith to know the imagination will provide what’s needed to create the meaning of the story. Now that’s an exercise in trust, deep listening, and active creation.
Along these lines, we’ve all seen articles or books that refer to “sacred wisdom” and “divine mysteries”. I personally believe that already resides in each of us every moment of our life and is based on the colorful patterns we’ve created from what we have learned, lived, released and hold close to our heart.
Where does that wisdom come from you ask?
I’ll quote Ram Dass”
“The most exquisite paradox… as soon as you give it all up, you can have it all. As long as you want power, you can’t have it. The minute you don’t want power, you’ll have more than you ever dreamed possible.”
To me, that means it’s already in each of us – the trick is to let it find you. Then let it out with all the love and trust that resides within.
When I come to the end of the road and the sun has set for me, I do not want dark rites full of gloom to fill the air. Cry only with tears of joy for my soul is about to be set free. Miss me a little – but not too long – and never with your head bent low. Look up into the sky – and then let me go.
Wish me goodbye by turning your face to the wind for me and let it blow through your hair and soul as you watch it mingle with the memories of the times we’ve shared in this life – but then let me go.
Don’t chain my memory down with excessive tears of grief. Life has been like a bottle of bubbly champagne all fizzed up with the laughter of silly times as well as the pinpricks of disappointment. And then let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take with our loved ones as well as alone. It’s all part of the master plan – we much each step on that road toward home. Remember, do not drown your sorrows with anger and grief. More importantly, do good deeds for others in my name – with the memory of my love and compassion.
Miss me a little but not to long – and then let me go.
Dedicated to Vera Engelmann – I will forever honor the amazing woman you are.
Let’s think that through for a moment. Assuming this example is correct, firewood is the “fuel” to fire’s needs. Firewood would still be firewood without the fire and remains so until fire uses it. When fire uses the firewood to fuel itself, it morphs the firewood into ash. The fire actually changes the shape, look and feel of the firewood by destroying its previous existence as simple firewood. Interesting.
Let’s apply that to a second example, “anger is not violence”. Anger is the fuel violence needs. Anger would still be anger without violence, it remains the same until violence uses it. When violence seeks out and uses anger to fuel its violence, as with fire and firewood, violence changes the shape and look of anger by intensifying it to the level of abusive and harmful proportions unlike its previous existence as simple anger. Anger has now become buddies with violence. Violent anger spreads like wildfire – leaving only ashes. Interesting.
And true. As I was recovering from the abuse of my past, I was left with the metaphor of “ashes”. What do I do with these ashes? Study them, move them around, try to make sense of the patterns within the ash?
Eventually I decided to just kick the ash out of my life.