How Healing Happened

How did healing happen?

I think I saw and had these tiny moment of freedom… tiny moments of not hurting but instead laughing… not obsessing and wondering, not noisy non-stop chatter of my mind but instead quiet and stillness and breath. Tiny moments of peace where my heart wasn’t at war with the question “why.”

I think thats how my healing began.

And when I recognized that, at moments, I felt less tormented, I tried to recount backwards and recapture how I got there. So I could get more, so I could grow it and make it last.

As that constant pain, wondering obsession shrank, my ability to heal grew. My kindness grew, from being undetectable to me to once again, recognizable. My presence grew. My ability to call a spade a spade grew. Tiny moments of freedom led to tiny moments of expansion. And in that expansion, healing happened.

That’s how I look back at my healing. That’s how I think it happened. In tiny moments of freedom.



I am grateful! Day 4: Freedom and Remembrance day

November 11th is the day. Remembrance Day.

Of course it is fitting to make this post of the Grateful Project about the freedom and peace I enjoy daily, and often take for granted.

Countless men and women put their own lives on the line in battle, so that we can enjoy ours in freedom. That is something to be grateful for.

I hope you stop and think today about how much you have. Even when things seem to be going wrong in your life… bills, car troubles, boyfriend or girlfriend frustrations… you still have SO MUCH. Strangers, who you will never know, gave up everything so that you could have all that you do.

Take this moment to be thankful, be grateful and remember.

Sending love, hugs, and butt slaps…