Photo by Fancycrave.com on Pexels.comThis is an excellent article on Understanding Integration written by Rachel Downing at the Sidran Institute. I am very appreciative for their permission to publish it for you to read as I think it is of great benefit to those with DID. It is a very personal account of her journery…
James Taylor – One of the greats!
I love James Taylor’s voice … it is sensual, somehow. It is … as if he is singing to me and only me. I did not know, until doing a brief bit of research for this music post, that he had been heavily into drugs. Silly me, eh … what else should I have expected? Sigh.
Taylor wrote this in 1968 at three different times. He started it in London, where he auditioned for The Beatles’ Apple Records. He later worked on it in a Manhattan Hospital, and finished it while in drug rehab at The Austin Riggs Center in Massachusetts. In a 1972 Rolling Stone interview, Taylor explained: “The first verse is about my reactions to the death of a friend (that would be Suzanne – explained below). The second verse is about my arrival in this country with a monkey on my back, and there Jesus is…
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My newest children’s book is now available on Amazon. Go HERE to order. “Wake up, wake up, my buttercup, my flutterdown and flutterup, my painter and my cutterup, your sleepy time is done.” So begins this silly rhymed storybook by Judy Dykstra-Brown that takes a child from waking up to a go-to-sleep-lullaby, chronicling in between […]
The post Wisdom from Cats in the Garden appeared first on Katzenworld – Welcome to the world of cats!. I wandered in the garden one morning and found Tiger and Benji apparently at odds. It was mostly Tiger who needed cheering up. “Hey Tiger, you handsome boy! How are you doing?” “Oh I don’t know…
I love the Pod idea and becoming a lovely tree.
I recently made a new will. It was something that had been on my mind for some time. I initially had one drawn up with the Public Trustee a decade ago. I balked, however, at the potential of huge fees charged to my estate by the government. The other day, I typed a list of my insurance policies, as well as bank account details and passwords to my social media. It felt like an overwhelming task at first, but as I progressed, I began to feel empowered. I booked an appointment at my local legal centre for a small fee, and provided the necessary information. There were points added to help guide my daughter until she becomes an adult. It all felt rather dry, so I then began to plan for my penultimate party, my funeral.
I stayed up until the early hours, selecting songs, writing a eulogy, copying photos…
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This is an excellent, helpful post. Suicidal feelings and thoughts can seem so rational. It can seem like a sensible solution. But, since there is often shame attached to suicide, some people do not seek help from the nearest and dearest. And usually, people not trained to deal with a suicidal person cannot help. Professional help is of the utmost importance.
Hello, My Friends.
September is dedicated to Suicide Awareness.
Vulnerable people don’t always appear to look vulnerable. They look just like anyone walking their dog on the sidewalk, a co-worker sitting alongside you at work, a mother rushing through the grocery store picking up food for her family, a child studying for a test. Yes, people just going along their day normally can be holding in pain so devastating, yet to appear just that… Normal on the outside to the others around them.
The most horrifying thing about suicidal thinking is the feeling of losing all hope to live. You feel estranged from yourself. Your mind is spinning out of control and the only thought lingering is to escape from your own thoughts. You just want your mind to stop racing and the only way some people see this ending is if they themselves end their lives.
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…you can go suck it because I beat you!!!!
I am SO PROUD OF MYSELF!!!
I’ve been more stressed the last few weeks (as you guys know) then I’ve been in a looooooong time. And even though hari kari was calling my name and I kept eyeballing the shotgun and taser, I managed to NOT SMOKE even a single drag!!!
It’s been 4 months, 28 days and 9 hours since I had a puff on a cigarette (not that I’m counting). Yay!! And it was TEMPTING!! That night my sister was my superhero and I sat in my car crying and screaming on the phone to her, there was a pack of unopened smokes just sitting in my glovebox. I keep them there to prove to myself that I don’t need them. And it worked.
Quitting cold turkey after smoking since I was 14 (with a few breaks here and…
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Click on any photo to enlarge all. If We Listened to the Birds If I were a mighty bird, fluent in both voice and word, when the weather shifted colder, I’d wing myself to royal shoulder, have a perch and, I confess, use all the powers I possess to loosen up and leave my mark […]