Seriously, there’s nothing like the holidays to highlight what is real and what is really difficult. When we’re impacted by sexual betrayal the memories we’ve known are overwhelmed by what’s staring us right in the face – P.A.I.N. It doesn’t matter where you look…. (more…)
Growing up I lived in area known for having monsoons. Weird word, huh? Definition: Big scary storm. Lots of lightning, crashing thunder and flooding rains. As the storm rolled in I loved to sit on my bed with the curtains wide open -- and watch. Last night I jumped out of a deep sleep when cracks of thunder rattled the windows of our home. The room lit up. Even closing my eyelids didn’t keep the piercing flash of lightning out. I was too excited to sleep. Again, I watched. It was all fun and games until the electricity went out and deadness fell into the room. The fan went off. The clock dimmed. I panicked wondering how I was going to shave, shower and shampoo in pitch-dark before leaving for…
Bravery came as no surprise tonight. Moments ago a helicopter circled above our neighborhood. A shout from a megaphone warned, “This is the local police department. We urge you to stay indoors as we are searching for a suspect who may be armed and dangerous.” Are you kidding me? We’re (more…)
Several months ago I was driving on the freeway. From the corner of my eye I noticed a car coming directly toward me. It was surreal. In a fraction of a second I was broadsided - no fault of my own. I just happened to be in the wrong lane at the wrong time. It was unavoidable. The car crossed ALL four lanes in a horrible attempt to exit the freeway. My car was white. They didn’t see me. On impact, I saw black. Like a four-lane freeway, our bodies are designed to instantly pick a gut reaction when our life and safety are at stake. In an attempt to keep stay safe we go into fight, flight, freeze or fold. When we find out we’ve been sexually betrayed these…
Sometimes life brings a word picture that helps us dig deep in an area too weighty for words. I call them Pictures in a Picture and they have a message especially for you. Jessica, an alumnus of the Women in the Battle Weekend shared her story about one of those moments. One year ago when I was at the workshop in Dallas, healing truly began for me. I was nudged strongly this morning as I was driving down the road with my 4 beautiful children. We were shocked when we saw a little kitten, about 8 weeks old, get hit by a car. Immediately I turned around, parked and grabbed a towel from the back seat of my car. The kitten obviously had a broken leg; it was alive and…
