“Trust that still, small voice that says, "This might work and I'll try it.”
~ Diane Mariechild
What a week!
Hello dear readers, fellow explorers, wrestlers and pilgrims.
This week has been eye opening indeed, I feel like I’m in the thick of things now, really getting down to the marrow.
We are complex beings are we not? Much of this process has been like an internal sieve, sorting through the various layers, voices, discerning what is personality, what is theology, what is trauma, what is life’s current influence, what is fatigue, relationships etc. How do these factors all speak within and how have they pressed upon me as fingers on the clay in years past?
Week Eight has been about Recovering a Sense of Strength so it hit hard to discover how much of my strength has been eroded.
I spent days 1-3 in a trauma state - paralysis. Days 4-6 were transformative as I leaned into that numbness and endeavoured to unpack what it could teach me.
Today’s publication will contain more of the nitty gritty of my personal ponderings and so are behind the paywall for those who are invested in the journey with me and will hold my experiences with grace and sensitivity.
Much of my disempowerment stems from me, pushing aside my instincts, life experience and feelings. Sometimes the bus of bad theology driven by the model of good Christian woman rolls right over my dreams. This puts me ever under the power of others and their potentially harmful influence.
“As mental–health experts are quick to point out, in order to move through loss and beyond it, we must acknowledge it and share it.” Pg 129 AW
Here I will share the losses and also the new gains, can you relate?
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