(Wednesday night in writing class, the prompt was “say Goodbye”. I was feeling a bit annoyed and had already recently written about that for reverb10, so after venting through my pen for a few minutes, I focused on the next reverb10 prompt.)
I spoke-up-to-out-for-solid-truth-my truth.
Without drama, without explanation, I said “no” or “yes” or whatever it was that was needed.
I told her my boundaries so she could quit expecting my friendship.
I told him my concerns-turns out that they were his also-and he altered the path a bit.
I explained my view and she eventually admitted that how I was treated wasn’t right.
I spoke and each time healed and looked that scared teenager in the eye so she would know that she matters and has a say in this whole bloody journey.
That was emotional healing. I found an amazing massage therapist, Joe Dunn, for body healing. He pushes DEEP and really works the muscles and connective tissue. He’s into mind and body healing and tells me about his latest read or other therapies and has just a really accepting, giving energy.
The writing retreat on Linda’s Farm was healing, as was discovering that people actually would buy my old crap on Craigslist. (I love Craigslist, btw. Not as much as I love Leonard Cohen, but still…love.)
Seeing Shira & Caleb and sending them off into the next part of their journey after their mom died: that was healing. If I could wrap two kids into my heart and protect them from ever being hurt again, it would be Shira & Caleb.
OK, well, crap, I hadn’t realized how many ways I was healed last year. There were just so many small things that could make up a mighty long list. At the time they just seemed like “what happens” or the thing to do or whatever, but well, crap!
That’s just kind of cool.
Doing reverb10…healing.
(My son just suggested that I write a post about the music that he has introduced me to. Makes me smile. It’s coming…with links.)
~enjoy the journey~ 
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