Oh fickle heart
you timeless
breeze how
carelessly you’d
blow across
uncertain miles,
so easily fooled to break again
like a fallen leaf
swept along by
empty promises,
back to every overly
imagined dream
as if heart’s could
see clearer than
the truer stories
already revealed,
envisioning instead
the dreams you’d
rather walk within
endlessly dancing
to every impractical
beat…often singing
the words without
a song, yet heart
you’d choose never
to whisper as the
the impractical
winds rage on
around you,
and dream back
towards greater
stories yet
to be told,
oh fickle heart
you never broke…
the fissures only
made you stronger.
gwj
(artist unknown)
Author: GreatCosmicMothersUnited
I have joined with many parents affected with the surreal , yet accepted issue of child abuse via Pathogenic Parenting / Domestic abuse.
As a survivor of Domestic Abuse, denial abounded that 3 sons were not affected. In my
desire to be family to those who have found me lacking . As a survivor of psychiatric abuse, therapist who abused also and toxic prescribed medications took me to hell on earth with few moments of heaven.
I will share my life, my experiences and my studies and research.. I will talk to small circles and I will council ; as targeted parents , grandparents , aunts , uncles etc. , are
denied contact with a child for reasons that serve the abuser ...further abusing the child.
I grasp the trauma and I have looked at the lost connection to a higher power..
I grasp when one is accustomed to privilege, equality can feel like discrimination..
Shame and affluence silences a lot of facts , truths that have been labeled "negative".
It is about liberation of the soul from projections of a alienator , and abuser ..
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