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When You Are Away

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When You Are Away Your talk of horses comforts me I imagine you riding along trails The rhythmic beating of hooves kicking dust into the wind Your mind wandering far away Inside my head I'm curled up on your sofa cocooned within your four walls The daylight fades It always feels like winter Maybe I will tell you I dream of death and my snow covered grave I will try to hide the fact that for a moment I want to smile You hold the reigns speaking gently I can hear your voice from a distance I feel the joyful pulsing of your heart as you ride away. Angela Minard 2011©

Overwhelmed...

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I have a broken pinky finger from blocking myself from getting hit in the face Tuesday at work. I don't think that I will be working with that student anymore unless some changes are made to his plan. The whole situation is so frustrating. I'm feeling sorry for myself, and I know that a lot of you will also say that I brought this on myself. I should have left sooner...I stayed home from work altogether today, which is more a mental health break than anything. I also have a family thing going on, which is making me very emotional. I avoid talking much about my kids here to protect their privacy, but I have an 18 yr. old with autism, and he is going through a huge transition in his life which I don't think we were very prepared to deal with, and now it is staring us in the face. We have tried to let him be independent, but are realizing that he is going to need more help and assistance. He is struggling to find a job, and we haven't even taught him how to drive yet, bec...

From Out Of The Cave

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This poem was posted by my friend Jenny on Cycle Of Healing . It really fits with how I've been feeling lately... From Out The Cave When you have been at war with yourself for so many years that you have forgotten why, when you have been driving for hours and only gradually begin to realize that you have lost the way, when you have cut hastily into the fabric, when you have signed papers in distraction, when it has been centuries since you watched the sun set or the rain fall, and the clouds, drifting overhead, pass as flat as anything on a postcard; when, in the midst of these everyday nightmares, you understand that you could wake up, you could turn and go back to the last thing you remember doing with your whole heart: that passionate kiss, the brilliant drop of love rolling along the tongue of a green leaf, then you wake, you stumble from your cave, blinking in the sun, naming every shadow as it slips. Joyce Sutphen

I'm Not Crazy...

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“As a survivor of child sexual abuse, you have a lot to grieve for. You must grieve for the loss of your feelings. You must grieve for your abandonment. You must grieve for the past and grieve for the present, for the damages you now have to heal, for the time it takes, for the money it costs, for the relationships ruined, the pleasure missed. You grieve the opportunities lost while you were too busy coping.” The Courage to Heal by Ellen Bass & Laura Davis There is always the underlying grief sitting in my chest. What is lost only means that there is so much more to gain, but that can be hard to remember when you are in it. It seems like it takes actual effort to let it go. I breathe in and out during yoga, always it is the breath. Today I sat in the sun with friends surrounding me, and still I had to consciously inhale and exhale, letting the grief dissipate around me, knowing it would return, but letting it go all the same. Yes, I'm here, I'm now...always my mantra. How...

You Are A Soul

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You don't have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body." ~ C.S. Lewis I love this quote because it reminds me that I am not my body. I am so much more than this outer shell that I inhabit. All of us are so much more, but sometimes the physical and what we see on the outside is who we believe we are. We worry so much about our appearance instead of cultivating all of the many gifts that we hold within. Our souls are what will continue to give, long after we are gone, if we allow all of the love that is inside to pour out, and onto those around us. I'm beginning to realize that when I take care of my body, it is a way of telling those close to me how much I love them. I'm learning that I cannot love anyone fully until I can love myself. It has taken me so much time to see this, and I need constant reminders. I've been thinking a lot about my work situation. I've wasted so much of my life living in fear and being in pain. I want to wake up in the morning without...

A Glutton For Punishment

Well, my sense of foreboding was pretty much right on target. The meeting for the student I work with did not go the way that I had hoped, and restraining him is back on the table. The safe room is only to be used as a last resort. I'm upset, and I know that I said I would be done if I had to restrain, but I went ahead and told them I would give it a try, and if it was too much, then I would want to be placed elsewhere. I know...I know...!!!! I'm a glutton for punishment, but I will give it a week and see how it goes. I know there are some people who are going to be disappointed in me for staying, and I know that no one wants to see me get hurt. My therapist thinks this is a form of self harm, and maybe she is right. I don't know...I have therapy tonight, and we will talk about it. That is all for now. I have some time off from work, and it will give me more time to think about it. Hope you all are having a fabulous week!

A Funny Feeling

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This morning I woke up with a sense of foreboding and a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. It is now the afternoon, and nothing bad has happened, so maybe it is the gloominess of the day. They did call an emergency meeting about the student that I work with. I have refused to work with him if the safe room is taken off of his plan. I spent all of last year having to restrain him, and it is just too much for me anymore. I'm waiting to hear how the meeting went. I'm proud of myself for not letting stress affect how I'm eating. I just finished having a sandwich and an apple. I've been planning ahead and taking the time to pack lunch and snacks everyday. This week is a short work week for me because of parent/teacher conferences, so I'm off both Thursday and Friday. Hopefully this bad feeling that I'm having will pass, and the day will be uneventfull. I will keep you all posted.