Over the weekend, and even today, countless people, including myself, across all skin hues, ages, backgrounds, and genders/gender non-conforming, etc. have used the hashtag #metoo to share with the world that they’re survivors of sexual assault or harassment, or both, and to create awareness. My heart continues to break as my timelines are full of folks sharing their stories and pain. It is an epidemic where people are silenced, shamed and ridiculed. According to RAINN, 1 in 6 American women has had a sexual violence experience. Although the fact is that many women have suffered through such cruelty, the truth is that it was not my fault, your fault, nor your friend, lover’s, sister’s, brother’s, mother’s, etc. fault. We are not responsible for others’ actions, but we can take control of our healing. Whether it’s praying, writing, therapy, mediation, or taking a break from the triggers of the news, social media or everyday life, be sure to take care of yourself. The truth is that you’re loved, valuable, beautiful, powerful, limitless, and worthy of goodness. You are the only one who can take care of you better than anyone. It’s what God wants us all to do!
Good morning and Happy Monday! My heart goes out to the victims, family members and everyone injured by the shooting in Las Vegas. I can’t imagine what it’s like to experience a tragedy like this one, and I pray that the space to mourn, healing and wholeness is gifted to all impacted. America’s truth is being revealed right before our eyes. Let’s pay attention, let’s call it all out, let’s do the work to change it. It’s the only way things are going to get better.
The first step to healing is to allow yourself to feel. Don’t fight it. You are beautifully human.
So often, we hide from our emotions. We push them in the back of our throats, squeeze our eyes as tight as we can to trap tears, and tuck our humanity away in a box, adding to the collection of “things” we “can’t” or won’t deal with.
Whether we’ve lost a loved one, someone said the wrong thing at the wrong time, or we’re having a rough day, it’s difficult to give ourselves the time, space and energy necessary to sense, exist in the moment, to sit with what is, isn’t and will be. Continue reading