Archive for July, 2008

Courage and Hope

Thursday, July 24th, 2008

Numerous times I have been alone, in the woods or on a lake, always away from humans. Loneliness, the feeling of aloneness, one without companionship. This is much different than the intolerance of loneliness a feeling where individuals cannot live with themselves.

Loneliness TRUE loneliness appears to only be an outgrowth when one misses their TRUE LOVE. When one finally walks the path of life and experiences true unconditional love, then one will know the true pains of being alone, and the absence of their lovers heart.

Many poets have written about memories of love, the muse of love, as well as the loss of love. I also have experienced this pain, it is new to me as I struggle through it. I know someday I will no longer be alone and two hearts will beat as one.As my past history of abuse strengthened my courage to face my perpetrator, this temporary loss will strengthen my heart, allowing me to give more and fully accept that TRUE LOVE, which from out of no where touched my spirit and gave me hope.

Rose colored glasses

Saturday, July 12th, 2008

A few months ago I was fortunate to observe a beautiful sunrise. This sunrise was unique, the colors, the moment, and how it came to me was unique. Many times we take these simple pleasures for granted, never completely taking it all in. I have missed that sunrise but revisit her beauty, her calmness in the recesses of my mind. I am sure we all have experienced this sort of awakening at one point in our life; however this was different.

I have struggled with the loss of such a moment, understanding I suppose that it was not a loss but a glimpse of what one can hope to see. A dear friend speaks of rose colored glasses, and we frequently need to put these glasses on. There is truth to her wisdom, sometimes just standing in a different place, looking at a scenario a tiny bit different, can make all the difference, between sadness and hopefulness, or should I say optimism.

Life trauma occurs, we can rise up above it,with time, patience, and a local trip to your five and dime for some rose colored glasses. I do love life so!

My new path

Tuesday, July 1st, 2008

Reactions are beginning to flow in , some days slowly, others in rapid fire sequence. All are from people I know, work with, and peers. Comments from,” my God I had no idea ” to ” All children have had something bad happen to them.” Compliments are nice; however I am looking for cynical responses, those are the helpful comments. It seems friends have the inability to be objective, it is easily understood; never the less no matter which way you slice it,a less than honest presentation. What am I looking for? ” nothing and everything.”

I will soon be off on a new journey, off on my own again. Looking for new trails in life. Is this an outgrowth of the abuse? Not a chance. It is a an AHA! experience, knowing myself, being able to be alone again, with the one person I had issues with, “ME.” till next time.


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About the Book

We do not choose to be brought into this world. Some believe our lives are predetermined; others say we choose the paths we walk. Still others insist it is a combination of both. What I do know: We are continually evolving and hopefully using our past experiences to reach out to others. Hence the birth of "Above His Shoulders". My goal is to bring others along on my journey. At a young age I was sexually abused by my cousin. I carried those horrific events with me for many years. A part of my childhood was stolen. The effects impacted my relationships and brought me on a journey of anger, rage, depression, and feelings of isolation. Dreams of flight were frequent. My travels and therapy were a life-long process leading up to a moment where I could confront my perpetrator and feel more confident in who I was. Redemption, I have learned is earned, it takes time, patience, and perseverance.

Healing not only comes from within, but learning that it is "ok" to ask for help. Dreams of flight continue, not flying away, but flying toward future goals. My intention is others will benefit and learn there is hope, there is a rainbow at the end of all thunderstorms.
-In peace and healing, Dan Williams.