Remplacements et métamorphose
Il y a longtemps, ma mère biologique racontait une histoire-énigme : « Pierre avait un couteau. La lame a cassé, alors il a changé la lame. Le manche a cassé, alors il a changé le manche. Tout a été remplacé. Est-ce toujours le couteau de Pierre ? » J’étais...
Why Our Group Uses a Timer for Our Member Shares
Through the years we had experiences where some people frequently dominated the meeting by taking more than what would be considered their fair share of time during the personal sharing portion. It was always our intent to provide the opportunity to share to everyone...
Loneliness
I realized lately that my parents did not have friends when I was growing up.Their relationship was adversarial at best. No modeling of a loving relationship, or modeling about having friends. No wonder I have had some difficulties with those! I moved...
Les courtes vies importent aussi
Au décours de mes recherches transgénérationnelles, j’ai eu à examiner mon vécu in utero, comme répétition du vécu in utero d’autres bébés de la famille. Quand une femme enceinte subit un traumatisme (mort subite d’un proche, viol, violence conjugale, départ soudain...
Abandonment, Abandoned
I feel better having written this! Feel some joy! Some triumph over all that adversity! It is over with, and I will NEVER tolerate it again!!! Deserted, rejected, and dumped. Betrayed, shunned, and discarded. Ostracized, scorned, and...
ACA
I grew up as a grandchild of an ACA and later became a drunk; I don't like pain, fear, and abuse in my life. I had too much from my ACA childhood. I became overly anxious for decades and turned to physical materialism to heal, but it never got better until 2012 and...
The Hunter Dream
From where I’m standing, hidden in a thicket of Pawpaw trees, he can’t see me. He’s walking towards me; unaware he’s being watched. He’s carrying a .22-caliber rifle, and he’s scanning the trees. He’s after squirrels. It’s late October 1939, and he turned 9...
Darling Child
Darling Child who's not a child anymore but will always be my baby,You've grown so much in your spirit that you sometimes question if you're still you. Still you, who you remember as shy, and sheltered- - though your peers have usually seen you as bold and...
Jennifer
I remembered the name of someone I knew when I was very little,before my assigned friend, both of us in second grade, moved in across the street.I searched on her name, and in Facebook. Didn’t find her.Hoping she was still here, that she made it. Such an addict...
What’s the Payoff
Verbal abuse, what’s the payoff?Distance, disconnection, abandonment.I don’t matter, I don’t belong; sense of community lost.No trust or accountability. No safety, no safe-harbor.Up in my tree as soon as I could get away.Comfort, nurture, understanding, support from...