Your given name
the name you are called
The name you have learned to call yourself
is only valuable when it lines up with
and accurately defines describes your function destination and destiny.
What you are and who you are inside
Is replete with value stature
It can not be diminished by
Your social status
your economic status
gender color or national heritage.
Your importance to the world and for yourself
is exponentially multiplied by the depths Of your sorrows you have experienced
Because of being cast aside looked aside thrown aside you are far more
Than what anyone will ever see here with earthly eyes
"I rode a rainbow of clouds and sunshine to get here carried by the joy and encapsulated PLEASURE to see your shining faces!"
The pure energy of seing you enlightened excelling and exuding a love for yourself and others
Brings light and life that no depression can penetrate.
Why would I do this?
Because I am compelled to
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Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Wiawaka House
I'm on a late plane from Baltimore to Atlanta. Eight hours ago I was on a Victorian porch in upstate New York doing an interview for CBS about a women veterans retreat. I had been before but it had been at least 2 years. The last time I was standing on the porch with my best friend Michele of 25 years. I could not have made it without her being there. I was very deeply depressed and just seeing her smiling face brought me so much joy.
I'm devouring mini pretzels now and drinking ginger ale out of habit. It's late and I'm ok that I'm 30,000 feet. One of the flight attendants recognized me and said he's seen me "fly quite a bit". It's funny to me. Fifteen flights in the last few months. That's not counting Delta and Southwest. I'm not bragging but rejoicing and saying hallelujah! Another area of my life I'm taking charge of and being successful. I make my flights on time now. I no longer "no show" and have to reschedule. I no longer lock myself in the airplane bathroom until the flight lands because of an anxiety attack. I don't have to consistently take anti anxiety pills when I fly, travel leave the house, for that matter.
Now this all has something to do with Wiawaka house. It was the first place I cried in a public open forum
Group setting that was not "clinically induced." it was the first time I stepped out from behind my "security blanket" (my laptop) and allowed myself to
Become a contributor and recognized how much contributing was a healing salve for me. It was a safe environment and although I may have been in them before I never sensed the safety there. I was always on the "run" emotionally. I learned to be in a group of people and be ok with the fact and not be searching for an exit or sitting near the exit so I didn't have to engage or see people's faces.
I read a poem I wrote to the veteran women there while I was on the flight to Albany NY. It expressed my feelings about my "veteran status" the perks and non perks that come along with that.
I came this year and made new friends and to see Reverend Penny. She is a Facebook friend who has been a good phone friend and now an in person friend. It was super seeing her and meeting the 12 other ladies who came
from the city of NY. She brought NY company! Lol it was good to meet all the women from other areas and connect with the facilitators from Creative healing connections.
We made history time and time again this week. We set precedence time and time again and I believe veterans and their families in NY will be the better for it. I believe Wiawaka House and Lake George will be better for it. I know that I am better.
I'm devouring mini pretzels now and drinking ginger ale out of habit. It's late and I'm ok that I'm 30,000 feet. One of the flight attendants recognized me and said he's seen me "fly quite a bit". It's funny to me. Fifteen flights in the last few months. That's not counting Delta and Southwest. I'm not bragging but rejoicing and saying hallelujah! Another area of my life I'm taking charge of and being successful. I make my flights on time now. I no longer "no show" and have to reschedule. I no longer lock myself in the airplane bathroom until the flight lands because of an anxiety attack. I don't have to consistently take anti anxiety pills when I fly, travel leave the house, for that matter.
Now this all has something to do with Wiawaka house. It was the first place I cried in a public open forum
Group setting that was not "clinically induced." it was the first time I stepped out from behind my "security blanket" (my laptop) and allowed myself to
Become a contributor and recognized how much contributing was a healing salve for me. It was a safe environment and although I may have been in them before I never sensed the safety there. I was always on the "run" emotionally. I learned to be in a group of people and be ok with the fact and not be searching for an exit or sitting near the exit so I didn't have to engage or see people's faces.
I read a poem I wrote to the veteran women there while I was on the flight to Albany NY. It expressed my feelings about my "veteran status" the perks and non perks that come along with that.
I came this year and made new friends and to see Reverend Penny. She is a Facebook friend who has been a good phone friend and now an in person friend. It was super seeing her and meeting the 12 other ladies who came
from the city of NY. She brought NY company! Lol it was good to meet all the women from other areas and connect with the facilitators from Creative healing connections.
We made history time and time again this week. We set precedence time and time again and I believe veterans and their families in NY will be the better for it. I believe Wiawaka House and Lake George will be better for it. I know that I am better.
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