Gross

Published May 6, 2017 by Nan Mykel

This should be a shot in the arm for the readers of my “Write Yourself into Being”, an encouraging page for journalings.

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Writing is terrifying. When I tip-toed into blogging just over a year ago I hadn’t found my voice yet. Words came out like rush hour into an emotional traffic jam. Being introverted doesn’t help. I’m terrible at giving myself permission to be a real person who occasionally sucks at everything but writing seems to help which is why I keep doing it. If I were writing about gardening or what I had for lunch every day maybe it would be easier but instead I felt compelled to write about life, trauma, recovery and every awful memory from my childhood. What the hell was I thinking? Do you ever feel like that? Have you ever looked at what you’ve put out there and thought, gross. Why? Noooooooo! It’s a feeling like cutting your bangs too short on picture day in middle school. Dear younger me: die…

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It Just Occurred to Me That

Published May 6, 2017 by Nan Mykel

It just came to me that we survivors are so busy and judgmental of ourselves for not knowing how to totter on heels that we fail to realize we’re still developmentally learning how to tie our shoelaces. Loving patience and self-encouragement…

Milestones in Recovery: A Future for Mei

Published May 6, 2017 by Nan Mykel

What a writer and human/angel!

For Anyone Who Needs/Wants It…

Published May 6, 2017 by Nan Mykel

The meditation below was given to me by a man who lives/lived on top of
Black Mountain, N.C. 35 years ago.

Copied from my Relief/Refreshing page as I was just reading it:

Imagine that you are being filled with a soothing white light that permeates your entire body, then say to yourself the following, as often as seems useful:

I release to the light all my past…

I release to the light all my negatives…

I release to the light all my fears…

I release to the light all my human relationships…

I release to the light my future…

I release to the light my death…

I release to the light my inner self…

I am a LIGHT BEING

I RADIATE the light from my light center throughout my being

I radiate the light from my light center to EVERYONE

I radiate the light from my light center to EVERYTHING

I am in a BUBBLE of light and only light can come to me and only light can be here now.

(Optional: Thank you God for everything).

I Swear I’ll Not Impress You – a Joey re-blog

Published May 5, 2017 by Nan Mykel

Hell, I commented on the previous post, not this one! Oh well, hell’s bells as my Mom used to say.

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This week one of my teens and her friends were addressed by a teacher who said, “Watch your language. I know you think it’s cool to swear and you’re trying to impress people, but watch your language.”
My child informed me of this and I screwed up my face and asked, “What the fuck? Impress people? When I want to impress people, I don’t swear.”
“I know, right?”
We shook our heads in mutual agreement. Sad stuff, y’all.

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I was a skosh surprised at the offending student. Said student’s mother reads all her social media and doesn’t approve of my spawns’ word choices.
My kids are smart enough to not swear in front of teachers. And Mamaws. And helicopter parents. And any other adult who might would gasp.

The language of power is not what we speak here at home.

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If you’ve read me for any length of time, you understand that conversations in…

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THERE ARE EVEN OTHER KINDS OF CHILD ABUSE…

Published May 5, 2017 by Nan Mykel

“Wildly alone” — so apt! Wish I could do something to help. Blogging and fighting for yourself, as you said, surely demonstrates survivor strength! I’m reblogging.