Showing posts with label Letting go of the past. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Letting go of the past. Show all posts

Break the Habit





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What is it about the bathroom that brings on the best "aha" moments??  It never fails that I have my best moments of mulling things over whether I'm seated on the throne, showering, or performing my morning routine of teeth, hair and makeup.  Is it the sound of running water, blocking out life outside that little room? I'm always amazed by the revelations that occur during those moments. 

Today was no different. 

During my morning coffee, I read an article ( The Link between Verbal Abuse to Anxiety That Nobody Talks About ) regarding the long-reaching effect of verbal abuse and of course I was able to check all the boxes.  Ugh to the memories that flashed by as I was reading!  So, I began my morning routine for work which included the conversation to self which used to begin with "I should have said/I should have done, blah, blah, blah".  Thankfully, most of those conversations ended long ago.  But following this article remnants of days gone by began roaming around again when I heard my Dad saying to me, "J can't help the way he was raised, but sooner or later you have to begin to realize that you can't treat others the same way you were treated and make changes."  This was said before my children were born, but J never admitted to seeing anything wrong with the way he spoke with me or my children. Being a loyal to the death sort of person (not always healthy) I was sure that our relationship would change, improve and be forever. Now, in J's defense (because I'm always taking up for the underdog), he wouldn't know much about other households because he was raised under the shroud of alcoholism and all it drags along.  And, while my Dad spoke truth to the situation, he is also from the generation that says "stop talking about this and stop doing that". 

And so the hamster wheel continues to spin chanting "I can't tell anyone,  ...he said, ...she said, ...what about my job, ....my neighbors, ....my parents, ....my siblings, ....they won't believe me" and on it goes. 

The conversation in my bathroom today continued.  I thought about Dad's words. Many people in my generation were raised to keep silent. It seemed to come from the rigid upbringing our parents had of being seen and not heard.  We were also told to pull ourselves up by our bootstraps and move on which was indicative of the times as well.  Now, in and of themselves those sayings aren't necessarily wrong but for wellness the words of injustice have to be spoken. Years of counseling has revealed how important it is to let the voices be heard. There's a passage in the Bible that reads "Then I saw that wisdom excels folly as light excels darkness." ~Ecclesiastes 2:13 

Once we speak of whatever abuses, trials and tribulations have happened, THEN we can begin to step toward healing. The light of truth is shining on the dark secrets hidden in the deepest parts of our mind, heart and soul.  Speaking of these past hurts should be done in a professional setting whether it be with a counselor, mentor, sponsor or clergy.  You choose.  But until you talk about it in a healthy setting (not in low whispered voices with others who will feed your venomous thoughts), the poison will continue to fester inside that deep cavernous cistern where you've stuffed all the pain from the past.

Now the healing side of this is moving on from talking about it.  If you're clinging to pain from 10, 20, 40 years ago and having to still counsel for it, you're somehow stuck in the mental loop as described in the article.  It's tricky to be sure, but it's totally possible to get out of that thinking, speaking, acting and choices. Using positive self-talk, truths of the day (you got up!), making a gratitude list each day, or finding a way to serve others can all be part of the healing that is taking place in shedding the scales of sorrow we sometimes wear as a badge.  Honestly, it doesn't have to be repeated every single day.  If every conversation begins with words pointing to the bad hand you were dealt in your childhood, marriage, college days or now, please examine your life choices and patterns of behavior. Practice the positive (truthful only) statements about you and your life. Find an honest, trustworthy friend to speak them out.  Try this instead: 


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The Art of Saying No


Happy Spring!

Recently, I was asked to put my words on paper regarding Enabling for Florida Beach Rehab.  The Art of Saying No was birthed. 

Here are the results for your reading pleasure:


Be encouraged today!


Happy New Year, 2010!

A new day, a new year, a new decade! Yay!

This weekend will be a great one as I put away my Christmas decorations and remove some of the "extras" (code word, clutter) around the house. I've always battled the what to keep mentality. So, if I were to have any New Year resolution it is to begin to rid myself of things that simply aren't being used anymore. I intend to stop hinging huge memories onto items that don't hold them. My memories are mine and no one thing can keep them or take them away from me.

Yesterday, I de-cluttered my work space and it felt so good. I've been there 4 years now, and inherited a lot of stuff. My work space has some areas around it that are for the general population in our office. My desk is an angled corner desk monstrosity that was hand-built by someone long before my employ; he put a ton of labor into it, really, constructed of heavy oak and is probably the safest and sturdiest structure in the whole building. It's set up in such a way that there are a ton of cubbies for different forms and so on; when someone needs a form for a fax, for instance, they hover over me to select the form they need from one of the cubbie holes. Before I came along, if there was a book or an item that the company wasn't sure they would use or not, it went up on one of the shelves. The printer for all the computers is also a residence in my structure and sits nearly at my elbow. Finally, knowing a new employee was about to join the ranks, I looked around at my space and said to my boss, I wanted to make some changes. He said, "Have at it. It's your space." Why did it take me nearly 4 years to call it my own? I'm not sure why I hang onto things or am reluctant to change things out when they're not mine, but I intend to change that now! After all, when I am an elderly senior citizen and have nowhere to go but to one of my sons, I'm sure they won't want me to bring much more than a box or two. I better get busy!

Preparing for the New Year brought me to reading my bible last night. I love the Word of God, especially in relation to recovery. What great promises and hope He gives us!

Here is one I particularly liked for today:

"Do not call to mind the former things,
Or ponder things of the past.
"Behold, I will do something new,
Now it will spring forth; Will you not be aware of it?"
(Isaiah 43:18:19, The Message)

Putting aside the old and bringing in the new! Do not hang onto the past heartaches and mistakes Laura! What good will come of it? If I am hanging onto the past it's very possible I will miss the new thing He's putting right into my path!

Thankfully, we always get a new start. Each morning we get to try again. If we are truly working toward a healthy new goal, we get to restart as often as we need too!


Happy New Year ~ It's in our grasp if we so choose!