letter to protectors
to my army
as babies, we are held in nurturance.*
as children, we explore freely, guided by the gates and padded walls of our elders' word.
as teens, we begin to see that we have agency and sight, opinion.
as young people we experience the freedom and responsibility of adulthood.
we find our paths. we study, work, play and rest.
as parents, we learn that our parents were exhausted, and exhilerated with the gift of ushering in a new being. the holding on, the letting go.
as business people we walk lightly, we express our needs, and understand how to move within our own boundaries.
in relationship, we see how we are seen.
i look at my life.
born of two strong, beautiful humans; they themselves born of strong, caring and hard working parents, and those before them, and on and on.
born into laughter. tall grasses. warm sand and cool waves. candy and bubble baths and music. pain and longing and learning to read, learning to draw, learning that it hurts when we don't receive the energy that is essential for our thriving.
we may witness abuse, we may be abused, neglected, or left alone.
as we heal, we begin to understand the power of acceptance. we know we can control our reactions, our responses. forgiveness.
everything we do is to give or to receive love.
our work is to remain in our light.
our work is to reach out for help when needed, to show up, to appreciate what's right in front of us, to rest, to play, to connect.
we dream.
you might think i'm crazy; all i want is you.
*trauma is healable. we must listen, allow the heart to feel; we need to cry, laugh, dance and sit quietly with our bodies. everything is given. all is healed.
to my army
as babies, we are held in nurturance.*
as children, we explore freely, guided by the gates and padded walls of our elders' word.
as teens, we begin to see that we have agency and sight, opinion.
as young people we experience the freedom and responsibility of adulthood.
we find our paths. we study, work, play and rest.
as parents, we learn that our parents were exhausted, and exhilerated with the gift of ushering in a new being. the holding on, the letting go.
as business people we walk lightly, we express our needs, and understand how to move within our own boundaries.
in relationship, we see how we are seen.
i look at my life.
born of two strong, beautiful humans; they themselves born of strong, caring and hard working parents, and those before them, and on and on.
born into laughter. tall grasses. warm sand and cool waves. candy and bubble baths and music. pain and longing and learning to read, learning to draw, learning that it hurts when we don't receive the energy that is essential for our thriving.
we may witness abuse, we may be abused, neglected, or left alone.
as we heal, we begin to understand the power of acceptance. we know we can control our reactions, our responses. forgiveness.
everything we do is to give or to receive love.
our work is to remain in our light.
our work is to reach out for help when needed, to show up, to appreciate what's right in front of us, to rest, to play, to connect.
we dream.
you might think i'm crazy; all i want is you.
*trauma is healable. we must listen, allow the heart to feel; we need to cry, laugh, dance and sit quietly with our bodies. everything is given. all is healed.
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