When I was trying to walk away from a life of darkness and pain, I was told that even though the box has sharp corners we stay inside it because we know where those sharp corners are. Who knows what lies outside? Once I broke through, what I was new beginnings, new hope, new life. Yes, some more sharp corners but was able to face them. Such a meaningful story.
Yes, when perspectives narrow or choices are limited, getting the mind, body and spirit aligned with wholeness seems far away. Hope and trust carry us forward.
This is a powerful short story. I find myself cheering her on: Freedom beckons just outside her transparent prison. Lots of unsaid story between these sentences: She emerges, bleeding, scarred, yet somehow whole.
People living with trauma are my heroes. Sometimes just getting out of bed can be a battle. I'm always saddened by those who see them as lazy or not trying if they don't live up to expectations. Every day they are fighting a war. Staying in the war zone (I'm not referring to ongoing traumatic situations, but to fighting for recovery and function) is a victory.
When I was trying to walk away from a life of darkness and pain, I was told that even though the box has sharp corners we stay inside it because we know where those sharp corners are. Who knows what lies outside? Once I broke through, what I was new beginnings, new hope, new life. Yes, some more sharp corners but was able to face them. Such a meaningful story.
It's really tough to face those. I bow to you, Laura. You inspire me every day.
Yes, what a wonderful image. Those transparent prisons are so difficult. Thank you
Thank you, Connie.
Yes, when perspectives narrow or choices are limited, getting the mind, body and spirit aligned with wholeness seems far away. Hope and trust carry us forward.
Exactly!
This is a powerful short story. I find myself cheering her on: Freedom beckons just outside her transparent prison. Lots of unsaid story between these sentences: She emerges, bleeding, scarred, yet somehow whole.
People living with trauma are my heroes. Sometimes just getting out of bed can be a battle. I'm always saddened by those who see them as lazy or not trying if they don't live up to expectations. Every day they are fighting a war. Staying in the war zone (I'm not referring to ongoing traumatic situations, but to fighting for recovery and function) is a victory.