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Scratch Paper

It’s not going through it that I tend to get caught up in; it’s what I might see at the end that can have me in a chokehold at times….

Walking away was my resolve. I surprisingly do not feel much guilt anymore (bad habit of mine). It’s just that the steps that have followed years later can at times sting a little….

I am aware that honey can run across these lips just as quickly as venom. Thankfully, the roots of my self control have matured and interestingly, my lips have never tasted sweeter until after being in this desert….

The words “Wife” and “Mommy” still feel so new. But then again, is it ever something you truly get used to? One thing is for sure, I work so hard because deep down I get scared of disappointing either of you….

This chronic daydreamer is just looking to ground her ambitious ideas anywhere that will allow them to flourish….

Writing has become more frequent  yet less structured and complete. One minute the feeling comes to me and the next I care not to finish the thought….

However, even with these incomplete reflections, I can still find peace….

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Light it Up

Naked in thought, I carry no more weapons

Clothed in transparency, I no longer seek perfection

Fixated on this blaze as it roars through the night sky

Oh what a surprisingly warm feeling it gives me on the inside

Where will the flames lead I care not to wonder

And these actions may come off initially as a reckless gesture

However, I promised myself long ago that if this moment dares to appear again

I would light it up without question

Its Greatness has been accepted and I look forward to the regeneration.

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The Collapse

I have seen this occurrence before a few times.

The scenery and the moments that lead up to the event may differ some…

But nevertheless the ending never fails to appear.

These “dreams” don’t feel like a typical dream.

The breaking, the chaos, the screams seem so real.

My body shakes as my eyes try to grasp hold of the sight before me.

As it all drops, the sense of hopelessness and fear rush through my veins.

Lord why am I here?

Prayer is all I can turn to as fate seems to near.

But then I instantly wake up, wondering…

Was this a warning or will it be destiny?

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hide and seek

It’s funny how we look at isolation and hiding as a protective measure but when just a little bit of light shines on us, scars appear and we become confused as to where they came from.

In the darkness, we hid ourselves from want we thought would harm us. We hid ourselves because we felt that was the best way to stay safe. We have become so blind that we don’t realize that we are also hiding ourselves from the truth. Fear kept us away from the true meaning of light. The love, hope, and nourishment of that Light.

And in reality, we were committing self harm.

Why do we tend to seek comfort in the darkness? Why have we become so accepting of the darkness surrounding us? Why is the feeling of love, hope, and joy so terrifying to imagine.

Why do we continue to wait for others to find us when the only one playing hide and seek is ourselves?

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Finally At Ease…

It was about 20 years ago when her first known traumatic experience occurred. This little girl I knew didn’t really understand what was going on, but had an uneasy feeling about it. That unfortunate event was suppose to set her down this life course of fear, pain, and destruction. That event was suppose to keep her quiet, meek, and locked in a dark box, accepting what others thought about her. That event was suppose to send her down the same path of generational hardships she thought she should be complacent with. That event was suppose to cripple her mind into believing she was to blame and she deserved the adverse effects. That event was suppose to pierce her heart and make her believe that Love was not written in her story….in her destiny. Twenty years later, I met with this now young woman for a much needed conversation. Although anxiety rushed through my veins and post-traumatic stress rushed through hers, we both knew the time had come. We sat down facing each other and as I took a deep breath, a subtle smile began to form on her face. I looked into her eyes and watched them well up with tears (of joy). My eyes too began to well up (but of grief). For some reason I wanted to apologize for not being the strong woman she needed for all those years. For a second, I felt as if I failed her some how. But she feels this and reaches over to put her hands in mine. I started to put my head down, but she immediately tells me to pick my head up. She then says, “Stop beating yourself up. They were wrong. He sees us, knows us, and Loves us. There is no more need to worry; we are doing well Kiara.” And then it happened…my nerves were finally at ease.

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Thing 1 and Thing 2

Sometimes I think we feel as though if we read of Bible, study His Word, and (for some) try to memorize as many scriptures as possible that our problems will go away. Like if we stay obedient to the Word then everything else will fall into place and work itself out. We may even get so caught up in our eyes “being open” and life becoming a little more meaningful that we unintentionally start to ignore those thoughts that crippled us for all those years. But unbeknowest to us, those thoughts never actually went away. You just found a good way to distract yourself from them. That is where the triggers come into play. You are starting to enjoy the beautiful life God has given you after so many setbacks then out of nowhere you become upset, agitated, impatient, selfish, doubtful, etc for no justifiable reason. The rememberance of pain and fear are the drivers of these triggered reactions but it was the ignored memories that were the source.

So what is our solution? For some, it is continuously going back, trying to find answers and comfort in His Word which in turn helps us to repress that memory or thought once again. But what do you do when that “solution” develops into a toxic habit. Yes, I said toxic because although you are seeking God, it is only really numbing the pain and proving temporary relief. The source of that pain or fear was not actually dealt with so when you are triggered and respond in an inexcusable way, you try to put others in a position where you make them feel as though they should know better and do a better job with interacting with you. This excuse becomes a never ending cycle and while you get to move on from what happened in the moment (your response to being triggered), the person you hurt, now has been treated like crap. All because YOU didn’t deal with your problems. Isn’t it funny (not really) how we are quick to project our past pain onto others as if they are the problem. We quickly become a victim in our own eyes not realizing we are now doing the same thing someone did to us to cause that pain and fear we are repressing (hopefully that isn’t confusing).

And although your actions are understandable, because many of us can relate, that doesn’t make them right. And now you are sitting here in counseling after being screened and accepting your need to let go of the real source for your anxiety and post-traumatic stress out of your mind. You have come to realize that the spiritual growth you were working so hard at has been hindered this whole time because you failed to STOP and reconcile with your residual pain and fear. Sitting here, you finally coming face to face with the real problem and remorse rushes to your heart. Taking a deep breath you remind yourself that it is okay to seek this kind of help. You are understanding that mental health and spiritual health are not always the same and may need to be handled differently. You spent so much time trying to help others and neglected to help yourself first. It is time for a change. God is still there. He has and always will be there. You were never alone….You then take a deep breath and remember that the first step to any recovery is acceptance (and this is usually the hardest part). This minor detour doesn’t change your destiny, it just puts you in a better position to conquer it.

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My loudest silence….

I….I have so much to say yet no words leave these lips.

The fear of self still numbs my spirit.

Lord You know what it is I continue to struggle with.

It comes and goes with an force I can hardly describe.

Father I pray thee forgive these repeated transgressions I commit.

And although I know I am not worthy, through it all, You have shown me grace and mercy.

This is why You Lord will forever be my Savior, my Hope, my Paradigm.

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The His and Her Project

All he wants to do is love his queen,
But his love is becoming harder for her to see.

Obsessed with a past he cannot amend,
But not wanting to be vulnerable so he pretends.

To put on smile and continue to love her in His own way,
But she knows better and her mind begins to race.

His explosive nature to what he can’t control,
Makes it more challenging to play the role.

Of a lover, partner, and friend.
And he begins to wonder if her questions will ever end.

“Will she ever fully understand and trust my intentions?
Or will this too end like the many other contenders?”

She loves him dearly but fears his mind is too distracted.
He tries to explain why he needs her,
But the words are not coming out the way he expected.

Both are struggling to find a solution,
Not realizing that the answer is in their union.

Their love for another is currently blinded by their fears;
His of loving himself and hers of him letting her in.

This love has shown promise and can win,
But only if these two are willing to let faith in.