‘We are gathered here today to mark the passing of Helen. She was born in May, year this-and-that to a young couple barely knowing what they were in for. Helen was a strong and a wilful child and her early experiences… ’ As I laid there in my imaginary casket, listening to the eulogy of… Continue reading Embracing death
Category: Subconscious explorations
Forgiven
She stepped up to the podium. The woman who had agreed to dance my dance. To mirror my truth and help me see myself more clearly. She took a breath, a bow. Her hands moved... then her head. Her body tensed. I cringed. Do you remember this song Killing Me Softly by Roberta Flack? Strumming my… Continue reading Forgiven
The void in us
Have you met the place inside you that stays empty, no matter what you try?The place that’s always uncomfortable and home to a selection of various fears? I call it the void inside me. The crater that can not be filled. Today I think it’s an echo of the big Void that existed before the… Continue reading The void in us
Origins of anger (two)
Before you continue, read this part first. Standing in a simple whitewashed chapel, I have the body of a teenage girl. Fourteen, perhaps fifteen. I feel (or she feels) cornered, contained, humiliated. Tears are streaming down our face as we clench in mad rage. It’s not fair! The scream echoes in our head as the… Continue reading Origins of anger (two)
Origins of anger (one)
Deep in a guided, subconscious healing journey, I rage and weep in front of my therapist. ‘I am so angry, so angry at them all! This world is doomed and I can't do anything. I just want to hurt him, hurt all of them for doing this to me, to us!’ My fists clench as… Continue reading Origins of anger (one)
Well of Peace 