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My ‘Mindfulness’ moment (that sparked my last two posts)

'The Face' - the I'm not going to do it face... the whatever you say face :)

Oh brother! Do you know how many therapists have tried to make me practice this ridicules thing called ‘mindfulness’ (I say that word out loud very sarcastically… with a face) “Sigh”, so here I am still fighting my way out of depression and putting voice to all the untitled moments.  As many or you know… it’s not been easy!

Well I joined this six month… oh yes, I said it… and you read it right; six month group that meets once a week to learn, (now using a very serious deep voice) Dialectical Behavior Therapy (DBT) “dun dun dun dun…” :)  Don’t ask me what means because I still don’t know :)  I just know that I am supposed to learn how not to let my emotions interfere with my present life or something like that :)  One of the main skills we are taught is how to practice the art of being mindful (still talking out loud as I type very sarcastically) Maybe I should record myself talking and amuse you all with my wonderful sarcasm or I will just highlight in, hummm…. purple when I’m using a sarcastic tone. (now you’ll know) :)

Here it comes… time to swallow crow! I have come to learn for the first time in years that my stubbornness does not always win; and a few times I am faced with the reality that I am wrong :) The third experience of me doing this (because I had to… it was homework) It kinda worked. I think it worked because I actually tried. Funny how that works. (I’m cracking myself up here. I tend to talk to myself out loud lately… it’s been lonely)

Okay so I thought I would share my homework with you all. It is this Mindful moment that sparked a blog post I read over a year ago which you can read here and then I wrote a pretty good post about what reading this post and this mindful experience brought a huge moment of getting it.  You can click here to read my amazing moment:)

Home work:

Mindfulness Practice Reporting Form

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She still lies trapped. I still am haunted. ‘we still remember’

(trapped little girl)
I live through you
I breathe only if you remember
The more you share
the more I die
I don’t want to leave you
Don’t make me go
Let me stay with you
the protector of my flesh
Keep breathing into me

(little girl now grown)
Oh your haunting needs to stop
you are forever in me
and forever I’m in you
Because of you
Every one leaves me stranded
forgotten. abandoned. left behind
I can’t let you stay another night
You need to go

 

You need to find the light
your place is no longer here tonight
you can’t stay with me
I’m filled with sorrow
as I’m bitter in my tiredness
and how It seems that I am
always being stranded
It’s time for goodbye
Each memory of you is keeping hope alive
it’s a dream that just can’t be
I need to let you go
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I’ve been a mother. I’ve been a wife. I’ve been a sister, a member, a friend… But I’ve never felt like I’ve belonged as a daughter.

I have sat here with my eyes closed, breathing in and releasing this anxiousness. I have prayed. I’ve been still. …and yet the tears fall and I morn and hurt… very very bad. I hear the negative voice within telling me stop writing… stop explaining the hurt; no one is really listening. Then I hear the voice reminding me that so many of my readers do listen and are so kind with their genuine kindness and words that make me feel that I have a purpose and that somewhere a strength lies within… a courage to carry on.

I have sat here watching this cursor blink blink blink. Wanting to just say it. Just say it. …But I feel like I have been saying it… for a year I have said it. All the pain… all the memories… the hate… the faith.. .the hope… the love… the confusion.. the strength… the moments that death was near and life was given. I’ve shared my heart through song and pictures.., through poetry and art. You… you here, that all read this blog… I have opened my heart and let the ugly out. I have shared with you my passions, my strengths and my weaknesses. And yet… through all that I have more to say. More that is still stuck; so stuck… it makes me feel like I’m going to get sick… i could just puke it all up… cry a river of all the pain that still lingers and scream out how much i just want to belong and how much I have lost in the past four months and how this loss that I’m loosing right now… sigh… this one seems to hurt the most. I can feel it… it’s coming and I’m trying to prepare myself… I’m in half denial. I’m in half realization that it is just no longer going to be.
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…and

And she fell…

But will rise again.
She is strong

Many tears…

green – but not that you would know

Someone once said about me this…


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.green
but not that one would know
i barely know
and i’ve tried hard to know
sometimes her green does not recognize even themselves
mostly they know too much
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this way
that way
but not your way
not long enough for you to know

up
down
more down than up

i’ve searched to see what’s within her green
i need her green to feel safe enough to search
to let what’s behind her green do what she is made to do

the green is made to tell
even if there are things longed to be untold
the green is made to learn
even if there are things longed to be unlearned

hesitant – but desperate for someone to know the exact green
the exact shade
the exact hue
the exact brightness

someone to know
that’s what’s needed
that’s what’s feared
hidden
that’s the the shade of green
a hidden green

shame hinders her green to look my way
yet longs for someone to know
someone who wants to know
someone who looks long enough
someone who waits long enough
someone who knows too much
and then still wants to know more

green
but not that you would know

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