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Holiday Anxiety, Sadness and Isolation | Wonderdays
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Recovery from grief, trauma and loss. Holiday Anxiety, Sadness and Isolation. December 14, 2016. The holiday’s seem to be on everyone’s mind. Things like baking cookies, decorating the tree, going to parties, watching Christmas movies, opening advent calendars, spending time with family, putting lights on the house, shopping at the mall, buying gifts and feeling all warm and fuzzy. Many people love the holidays, I mean LOVE! But it is hard. And I want to isolate. So I am struggling these days and finding...
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Shifts and Changes | Wonderdays
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Recovery from grief, trauma and loss. October 5, 2016. It’s been three months since I last had a binge/purge episode. I’m far enough away from the bulimic behavior to start addressing things like body image, exercise and intuitive eating in a reasonable way, but it has been rough. I read about the idea of Maitri. In Pema Chodron’s. The Places That Scare You. Unconditional friendliness with ourselves. Complete acceptance of ourselves. I have had some bulimic ideation, obsessive thinking about what I might...
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Taking Care | Wonderdays
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Recovery from grief, trauma and loss. January 6, 2017. Sharing this little gem of wisdom and vulnerability. It is just what I needed to hear today to continue to nurture and honor those feelings that scare me and cause panic to grip my chest. It also made me feel less alone in this struggle to really listen to what I am feeling. And I feel pretty good about that. Ho, Ho, NO! A fighter, A survivor, A hope. 2 thoughts on “ Taking Care. January 6, 2017 at 5:53 pm. January 9, 2017 at 5:02 pm. Ho, Ho, NO!
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January | 2017 | Wonderdays
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Recovery from grief, trauma and loss. January 6, 2017. Sharing this little gem of wisdom and vulnerability. It is just what I needed to hear today to continue to nurture and honor those feelings that scare me and cause panic to grip my chest. It also made me feel less alone in this struggle to really listen to what I am feeling. And I feel pretty good about that. A fighter, A survivor, A hope. Ho, Ho, NO! Holiday Anxiety, Sadness and Isolation. On When all you hear is NO. On Ho, Ho, NO!
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Holiday Anxiety, Sadness and Isolation | Wonderdays
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Recovery from grief, trauma and loss. Holiday Anxiety, Sadness and Isolation. December 14, 2016. The holiday’s seem to be on everyone’s mind. Things like baking cookies, decorating the tree, going to parties, watching Christmas movies, opening advent calendars, spending time with family, putting lights on the house, shopping at the mall, buying gifts and feeling all warm and fuzzy. Many people love the holidays, I mean LOVE! But it is hard. And I want to isolate. So I am struggling these days and finding...
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August | 2016 | Wonderdays
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Recovery from grief, trauma and loss. August 11, 2016. August 13, 2016. The warm, bubbly river carries me away on it’s mellow current. The water is soothing, healing. I float down the river through mild rapids, foamy and blue. Then I panic. How will I swim back against the flow? What is it I am leaving behind? Where am I going and where will I end up? In a house with a long sandy driveway? In a snow filled city? In a golf cart plowing through marshland toward the sea? It is the first great prayer.
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A Class Based Drought – S.D. Gates
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Maniacal Ruminations or the “About Page”. July 19, 2015 •. A Class Based Drought. A “Responsible” Lawn. Don’t frown on brown! I then went back into town, had to stop for something to drink and I started thinking. Are the fancy people suffering? The people with their rolling lawns, their manicured privet balls and their freshly planted, bedding plants are they surrounded by brown and dying vegetation? Have the country clubs let their greens become responsible lawns, like the rest of us? 60 replies ».
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Small Offering | Wonderdays
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Recovery from grief, trauma and loss. August 11, 2016. August 13, 2016. The warm, bubbly river carries me away on it’s mellow current. The water is soothing, healing. I float down the river through mild rapids, foamy and blue. Then I panic. How will I swim back against the flow? What is it I am leaving behind? Where am I going and where will I end up? In a house with a long sandy driveway? In a snow filled city? In a golf cart plowing through marshland toward the sea? It is the first great prayer. You ar...
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Safety and Containment | Wonderdays
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Recovery from grief, trauma and loss. September 11, 2016. What is life without pain? I’ve had some glimpses – a white flowing silk, draped around me. The glowing light from above, moving through my body, soothing my nerves. The bliss, the glory, the wholeness. Then the body starts aching again, the dull feeling in my brain returns. I fracture. The ribbon of darkness wraps itself around me tightly, and I cannot breath anymore. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).
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Ho, Ho, NO! | Wonderdays
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Recovery from grief, trauma and loss. Ho, Ho, NO! December 19, 2016. Http:/ blogs.psychcentral.com/childhood-neglect/2016/12/holiday-help-for-the-emotionally-neglected/. I got this article in my inbox this morning and it summed up how I am feeling right now. I am highly symptomatic and am fully dreading the next few weeks. I want to hide, to disappear, to be alone and do absolutely nothing for days on end. I wish I knew. I am not taking big social risks right now and that feels right, even though tha...