Monday Musings 18/11/2019.

One thing I’ve found hard on this journey called life, is not giving a damn about what other people think of me. There are days where I really couldn’t care less, their opinion of me isn’t my business, and there are days when I find myself crippled by anxiety over what someone has said, or allegedly said.

Why the hell do we do this to ourselves?

If we get caught up in what the haters think then we are giving them free reign over our lives. Live your life and forget about those who haven’t got anything positive to say to you, or about you. Leave them to their toxicity.

Mother Earth.

I’ve come to understand something lately, belief is power. I always knew that, but never fully embraced what it actually meant, until recently.

I’ve started believing in me. I believe I can do whatever I put my mind to. To me that’s the true beauty of faith, believing in your own power.

That’s not to say I don’t believe in a higher power, I do. Again, it’s taken me a long time to fully realise who I feel that higher power is.

Mother Earth. Mother Nature. I see her everywhere and I marvel at her beauty. I see her ravaged body and I feel her pain. I feel her softness as I walk barefoot in my garden. I watch her circle of life every year unfold before my very eyes.

Mother Earth.

She is beauty.

She is power.

Monday Musings – 04/11/2019.

I’ve spent the past few months trying to smile instead of frown, or glare. It hasn’t always worked, life sometimes just throws huge curveballs at us and it’s difficult to see the positive.

What I have noticed is that whenever I smile instead of feeling gloomy or angry, I feel more adept at dealing with whatever life has thrown at me.

Monday Musings – 28/10/2019.

I talk a lot about the intensive therapy that I had earlier in the year. This is because it had such a positive impact on my life and has allowed me to release so much negativity that was weighing me down. That included hiding my true self from the world.

I have found that I am so much happier, I’m at peace with myself, when I am being truly me. I won’t apologise for who I am, not anymore. I won’t hide away fearing what others may say; if they have an issue with my true self then that is their issue to deal with, not mine.

Always shine brightly.

Monday Musings – 21/10/2019.

I’ve known many fake people in my life and it is sad to think that they have felt they have to make a persona up in order to be liked.

It’s also sad that some people do not like us because we are being our genuine selves. It’s easy to blame the advent of social media on this, but people being fake is nothing new.

I like the quotes that encourage us to be ourselves, telling us that the world needs our uniqueness. Such quotes inspire me to keep on being myself. I often have to remind myself that not everyone is going to like me and that is ok, that’s just how life is.

Keep on being yourself. The world needs your uniqueness.

Happy Memories.

I’ve had a flood of memories come back to me recently, probably courtesy of the intensive therapy I had earlier in the year.

This year has been a rollercoaster for me emotionally, and so many emotional blocks have been removed from me; the jury is still out on whether or not that’s a good thing.

The amount of emotional stuff I’ve repressed for so many years is jaw dropping, I have no idea how I’ve kept it all inside of me.

On the flip side of the emotional mess that has been literally leaking out of me (tears) I’ve found solace in music and I’m happy to report so many happy memories have come flooding back to me.

This particular song that I wanted to share is one of many that remind me of a time when all was well in my world and my family was intact. Childhood memories and songs that remind us of simpler, happier times are always best shared.

I hope you enjoy this tune as much as I do.

https://youtu.be/cs4RG9u8IVU

https://music.apple.com/gb/album/nights-in-white-satin-single-edit/1440855599?i=1440856012

Full Moon in Virgo.

Messages from the divine, or if you’d rather, from spirit are always on point for me.

On Saturday I had a bit of a revelation and felt it was exactly the kind of kick up the backside I needed.

At the beginning of the year I promised myself that I’d embrace the spiritual side of my life and live a more balanced life.

Of course the intense therapy sessions meant I wasn’t in the right head space at first, but the past couple of weeks I’ve been much improved and just dithered about when it came to embracing the spiritual.

As today is the full moon I pulled the corresponding card from Yasmin Boland’s Moonology Oracle Cards and the message on the card was just so spot on.

That’s what I love about messages from spirit, they are always so relevant.

New beginnings.

Readers of this blog will undoubtedly know I suffer from PTSD. Some of you know why, some of you may not.

I was attacked. Brutally attacked. Violently attacked. I was held at knifepoint whilst he invaded my body, brutally, violently, against my will. I had no will. He took that from me. My voice left me during that harrowing ordeal. My power was taken from me.

If you want the ugly truth, I was raped at knifepoint when I was 16 years old by a serial rapist.

I’ve tried to blog about this in away that isn’t harrowing so many times. But the truth is that it is so very harrowing, there is no way to make it less so. I’m not going to detail the attack here, it’s too much. I’m establishing a space for myself as I go through the next part of my therapy – reliving my trauma.

My therapist has encouraged me to write about this process in a way that I feel comfortable with, mostly this will be done in a private journal. As you can imagine, some of what will come up will be excruciatingly challenging for me to deal with, therefore baring my soul to the world in such circumstances isn’t going to be the best thing for me.

That said, as we are here, at a new year, I wanted to share my journey and see how I evolve over the coming weeks and months. I know this is going to be tough, the reason we haven’t started the hard work yet is because my therapist wanted me to be able to enjoy the festive season with my family.

But now the new year is here I am ready to face this challenge.

I’ve had therapy several times before for this trauma. After the attack I spent almost a year receiving treatment from a child psychiatrist. She taught me how to control my flashbacks and triggers. But I think I took her technique a step too far because I switched a lot of my emotions off completely. I also managed to block out huge chunks of that period of time, the attack, the aftermath, the subsequent days, weeks and months afterwards. Yet snippets of memory play out in my mind, mostly when I least expect it. Quite a lot of the time I get triggered by TV and social media and this often brings about another snippet that I have unsuccessfully blocked out.

I’ve had a couple of counselling sessions for issues that were kind of connected to the trauma, but looking back now I can see those treatments were inadequate for the monster that hides inside of me. Yes, we’ve established I have a huge monster simmering away inside of me, who let’s rip every now and then, but gets squashed back down.

The monster needs to be released. The monster prevents me from experiencing life on all levels. I’ve been dead emotionally since 1987. I’ve been operating at a hyper vigilant state for 31 years and I am exhausted. In simplistic terms I switched my emotions off so that I could deal with the trauma inflicted upon me. I became emotionless and hyper vigilant. That meant I was in control.

But we all know what happens when the tipping point is reached. And yep, you’ve guessed it, my tipping point was reached when I had the MRI. This time I couldn’t get it all stuffed back inside, it just wouldn’t fit.

And so that is how I’ve landed on this path, the path that will finally deal with the trauma that almost broke me so many years ago. The path where I have to face the huge, scary monster that lurks within and terrifies the crap out of me.

It’s time to face my demons and slay them once and for all.

I have to admit, I am really not looking forward to the upcoming sessions, what needs to come out is dark and ugly and nasty. But I need to let it out, to release it and let go of it completely. It’s time to heal the young girl inside of me who hurts so badly from what a sick and evil bastard did to her. She’s still writhing in agony inside of me, seeing the trauma, feeling the trauma, reliving it over and over again; she needs healing and only when she heals will I heal.

I need to reconnect that young girl with me, the me in the present. My therapist told me that it’s interesting how I often talk about the young girl as if she were someone else. Logically I know she’s me, but I fear her. She’s hurt. She’s battered and bruised, both outside and inside. She’s afraid.

I fear her.

And so the journey begins………