Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Long Overdue

I know…Its been a long long time…to long...Where do I start? Where do I begin? I could start with a million thoughts, and yet this one stands out:

healing takes time and God is faithful to see us through dark times to shine light upon us.

These past months I have really focused on allowing my body to heal from past trauma. Emotionally I had worked through what I needed to work through, yet sensed my body still needed to release past emotions that almost felt locked inside my body.

I had no proof for those thoughts besides putting 6 years together of reading, therapy and educating myself on how a body processes and releases trauma - physically and emotionally.

What I didn't know 6 years ago in therapy is there are layers of pain and layers of pain take years to release. Our bodies are capable of only shedding so much at a time.  I put that together after years of wondering why I didn't feel "lighter", in spite seeing significant growth in my soul with my past trauma.

I was ok with acknowledging trauma was a part of my story. I was more ok with  seeing and sensing Gods redemptive hand of healing in my life, but I still felt I was carrying around a load of stones when I didn't need to. Even when the world was "perfect", this bag of "stones" would still be with me; small stones but real stones that felt like deep bitterness, anger, shame, disgust...

It wasn't until I saw the acupuncturist that informed me how the body processes and releases pain. Long story short,  I instantly knew why this bag hadn't left me; my body didn't know how to release pain because when deep trauma and betrayal happens to a body/soul, the body almost shuts down in releasing and thus chucks of pain become locked in.  It wasn't until years later with a chronic lower back pain did I realize what was really going on with me: stored emotional pain needing help to physically be released and more importantly stay released.

I remember at one point I told my Dr, "I feel my pain is traveling through my body and one day it will leave me." 20 years ago I would get migraines and I went on to tell her how over the years the pain has literally traveled through my body, but manifesting it self in different ways. When the Dr told me the pains I was describing was in the same meridian, I felt for the first time my pain & my soul were onto something....

I share this because no one ever told me when I was 29 (7 years ago)  my journey of healing would be a road of not only emotionally releasing pain but physically as well. No one ever told me the art of  understanding freedom in my walk is like putting on a new pair of shoes as I  courageously addressed fear, pain, betrayal and trauma in its face. And in that walk it is often lonely and vulnerable.

I share this because no one ever told me how freeing life would be after I faced my demons. Oh, how the demons would try to discourage me and fight to keep me in the box of pain - emotionally or physically. Yes, I do believe at the end of the day, anytime trauma/abuse is endured, it crushes our souls and the fight to come through it is one big ugly fight because demons hate to see a soul taste freedom.

Once light hits a soul, darkness no longer has space to rest.

I share this because no one ever told me abuse is one chapter of a life, not an entire chapter. I would meet to many people along the way and would share their abuse story, implying that was the only chapter in their life. Yes, abuse happened to me for years as a young girl and emotionally as an older girl. However; this is just 1 chapter of 36 chapters my life is about and I want this to be a place of encouragement.

"What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger"

Yes - those words could not be more true.

In an odd way, there are times I am thankful for the years of hardship I went through and continue to battle at times (as at times flashbacks still come to me)...for now I want to focus on yes, healing takes times..and more importantly, our bodies and minds need to have space and time to heal. Layers come off when healing takes places. Deep layers. Deep layers need lots of space; sometimes physical space and sometimes emotional space. Layers come off when when a soul feels safe…and thats when light comes into a soul and Gods words of healing begin to heal each wound.

From lighting candles, to stepping back from things socially, to making a point to surround myself with support, to letting Gods words speak to me, to making myself do different therapies each week (conventional and unconventional),  I have been passionate about allowing not only my soul to heal, but my body as well.

exhausting.

tearful.

and worth every step.

be encouraged.

be blessed.

blossom.

God has plans for our souls to shine.

xox



Friday, May 17, 2013

Taking Time

Healing takes time.

I know this in my head but my heart is now understanding this great truth.

No one ever told me not only emotions take time, but my body takes time as well in healing.

This is why I am being gracious to myself, in what feels like a  "lazy" sabbatical for me, but I am determined to understand what rest feels like in my body, soul and mind.

I am putting "Lily Jane Design" to rest for a while. I am putting being a voice for the voiceless to a rest as well, so in my inner voices first rest some more.

I am so thirsty for rest.

Oh...I see how my days are full of beauty why I stop reaching, trying, grasping, listening to others, letting others (even in their righteous issues)  drag me down...but rather  embrace my "now".

I have no time table.

I am resting.

I am healing.

I am being.

I am being with my Redeemer.

I am seeing  beauty as I am, not in what or where I will be.

I carry no wounds.

God does not need "more" from me for him to accomplish His great purpose on Earth.

God made me complete.

God released me.

It is now time for me to say I am healed...

7 years of processing...

7 years of letting others help me see truth and find my voice...

7 years of reading the Bible in a whole new light...

7 years of going in and out of the ditch with my husband...

7 years of watching my husband be more of a protector and hero than ever imagined...

7 years of learning to understand my soul...

7 years of stopping to blame others for my turmoils...

7 years of understanding my role of going through pain...

7 years of giving pain to much respect in my heart....

7 years of creating new room for peace and serenity in my heart...

7 years of reaching to be here in this moment right now...

I am rejoicing.

I am free.

BE ENCOURAGED.

I don't know your story. God does. God  is all you need to understand your story, because He will bless  you with tools of truth and instrumental people you need to come to a place of rest and peace in your path.

BE BOLD.

My story of healing is to miraculous to not give God the credit ,and show His grace and mercy is more real that anything I can see, touch or taste in my walk. I know my story will continue to unfold but for right now, I am taking a moment and rejoicing. Rejoicing for my own walk, marriage and family. God is patient.  In my steps ahead I  will extend a greater patience and grace onto my friends and strangers, because of the 7 years I have experienced.

BE FREE.

Freedom is not easy, comfortable or friendly.

....perhaps the biggest lesson I learned and remind myself everyday: 

I  will  keep driving and not look back...that is the only way road to freedom in my soul.

From my heart to yours.

Blossom & be blessed.

xox

Monday, February 11, 2013

Embracing Rest

2013: This is the year I will rest.

I tell Ken this...thinking by not only writing this down in my journal, planner, but now telling Ken, "resting" will be as natural as going to the spa for me! 

My heart is working on this, as this past winter I am seeing a therapist again. Nothing in particular brought therapy back into my world, besides sensing I need to unload more layers for my soul. 

This is confirmed when I see a specialist, and knowing nothing about my story, the Dr says ,"I will not work on you until you see a therapist." Wow. Yes - the body and soul are one. 

Needless to say, the therapist knows my soul wants to rest. I still fight wanting to not stay busy all of the time. When I am busy I don't have time to grieve, I don't have time to feel betrayal. 

Amazing how betrayal feels so real 25 years later. 

I am still understanding what trust looks and feels like in relationships. Ken is my perfect picture of trust and I love him being my picture of trust.

I want to let go all of my hurt, and somehow that still feels to vulernable. I know God is my advocate and I rejoice He is that for me, yet somehow these layers still feel to deep for him to carry for me.  I almost laugh bc somehow I think Gods grace and mercy can heal and redeem any story, but when it comes to mine, I am still learning His grace is sufficient for ME. 

Right now lighting a candle and sitting is the best medicine for me...Basking in the presence of the Holy Spirit...teaching myself resting is safe, healing, and good. I am literally teaching my body, I can rest without being hurt by someone.  I can rest. I can trust! 

Resting.

Peaceful.

Smiling. 

Be blessed today! xox