It wasn’t long before I quit my job that people started to comment on my demeanor. “She’s gone full hippy, hasn’t she?” one co-worker said to another with a chuckle. “Good for her, she’s following her dreams. I wish I could just leave,” said another. I’m reminded of this as I struggle to wrap my… Continue reading The Rules
Never in my life did I envision what Forget Me Not would become. This morning I sit here, reflecting on the past and contemplating the future, which is – I know – against everything I teach and subscribe to. However, in some instances, I believe it is ok to look back and be mesmerized by… Continue reading Finding My Path
I am no stranger to “Daddy issues.” Almost all the memories I have of my biological Father are of being sexually abused by him. My Step-Father, Jack (whom I consider my Daddy in every way), was an alcoholic with anger issues. As a young girl, I witnessed many acts of domestic violence between he and… Continue reading Survivor Wall – Kashana’s Story
It’s beautiful to sit in silent comfort, With so much sadness in my past. It’s peaceful to know that I am healing, With a love that’s sure to last.
I saw this and couldn’t wait to share. “No Pity. No Shame. No Silence.” Such very simple truths structured in these very simple sentences.
Your past is just a story. Once you realize this, it has no power over you. Much of this journey has required looking back on and, at points, reliving experiences in my life that were, perhaps, best left forgotten. I won’t lie, this has been very difficult at times. Overall, however, it has been a… Continue reading Reliving the past