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from Hazeldon Betty Ford Foundation.
Saturday, June 8, 2019
Today’s Gift from Hazelden Betty Ford Foundation is:
Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. — Rachel Carson
Beauty is everywhere. It is in the daisies, in the lavender wildflowers, in the new green grass of spring. As we walk through life, noticing such beauty strengthens us. It reminds us of the spiritual creative force alive in this world. On better days, we can feel our own creativity gaining power from such beauty. On harder days, nature’s sunset can help us step out of our suffering for a moment to be comforted and inspired by its splendor.
Even storms, in their wild and angry way, show us a power greater than ourselves. Such awesome beauty is beyond our understanding, and yet it is part of the earth we live on.
What lessons will nature teach me today?
clean.dopefiend: I needed to be reminded that 1. I’m not alone and
2. continuing to try again and again is the making of success. I know I’ll get there, I wish I wasn’t making it so hard on myself. and 3. finding the beauty in life is a positive step toward healing.
Today I will take my daughter out to walk in the rain and appreciate the purity and beauty of the earth being washed anew. We will intentionally seek out three positive takeaways from the experience that we wouldn’t and likely couldn’t have learned if we’d stayed inside.
StoP giVing A FuCk! Here is an interesting perspective and how to on bettering our lives by not concerning ourselves with material things or other people’s opinions of us.
A quote quoted in the post:
I don’t get it but now I can’t share like I did with Emma Scarr’s. It doesn’t seem to connect or add the post/link. Anyone know what the issue is.
So click the quote to go to the post I’m reblogging and enjoy!!
Just what I’m needing to get through my
2 am shiftwhen I stayed up too late to sleep beforehand!! (I did sleep a lot today though)
Enjoy the healthy vibes!!
Click VIEW ORIGINAL POST…it is sharing weird..
Check out her page too, she’s very uplifting in her writing.
I grieve for my Madness Now it’s so calm and still Everything’s so dull compared to When I was ill…I Grieve For My Madness — Emma Scarr
I was diagnosed schizophrenic and bipolar 1, combined creating my diagnosis of schizoaffective disorder. I have used drugs to self medicate when I was not fully diagnosed and unable to continue getting the medications I had been on for years. The last time I got sober I had a few psychotic episodes that ended me up in a psychiatric ward for a couple weeks once and a months time the next. Then I got started on a hefty dose of medications. Emma’s poem puts into words perfectly what I’m struggling with staying on my medication and in sobriety. Life is different and my personality is very neutral, I lose my emotions and it takes enormous effort to feel for, toward, about anything. I’ve been told that maybe I should reduce my medications but they’re set to keep my symptoms at bay and less creates more symptoms. I honestly don’t mind most of them, enjoy some even, but I become misunderstood and too much for the people close to me. So I take my medications.
When I use I don’t take my medications. Methamphetamine calms the chaos and keeps me centered. It is like being on medication but still having energy, light, feelings, being.
I can’t and don’t want to keep using though so I have to figure out how to overcome the downer of being medicated in a healthy way. I’m still trying to figure that one out.
This poem describes a big part of my struggle.
I am so impressed by the creative brilliance I stumbled upon and I want to share this incredible voice and artistry with you.
“She doesn’t date
Or look for a mate
She ducks romance
With a polite “No Thanks”
She’s learnt to avoid
The promise of joy
From nice looking men
She’ll not go there again
If one sends a text
That boldly suggests
Meeting up for a beer
She steers well clear
She loves her home
Likes living alone
No emotional mess
Drama or stress
Yes, sometimes she’s weak
And remembers the treat
Of a cuddle and kiss
But she knows to resist
‘Cos when she falls she falls so deep
She cannot eat she cannot sleep
She will worry she’ll obsess
She’ll be a total fucking mess
Constantly she’ll want him near
Cling on to him with all her fear
Make him say he’ll never leave
Love him ‘til he cannot breathe
OH MY GOD HE HASN’T RUNG!!
WHY DOES HE HATE ME? WHAT HAVE I DONE?
WHAT IS THIS, SOME KIND OF TEST?
OH WHATEVER HE ASKS I’LL SAY “YES”
And when she gets into that place
It’s a long climb back to somewhere safe
And still the voices call her down
Back into the stinking ground
So she doesn’t date
Or look for a mate
She ducks romance
With a polite “No Thanks””
I find this poem incredibly relatable and honest. The cadence in “She Doesn’t Date” gives it a bouncy upbeat quirkiness that complements the poem’s voice (speaks to the tone, diction, sound patterns and rhythm) which, I believe, embodies confidence and individuality.
This is exactly what I need to remember if/when I am single again. It takes a lot of self-awareness and confidence to be and stay single happily. The reasoning behind staying single in this poem is my downfall in relationships and identifying that is personal growth for me. Admitting it is also.
I hope you enjoy this and please click and visit Emma Scarr’s website (below, click “EMMA SCARR”) to support this amazing blogger. Make sure to like her poem’s post (also linked below, click “She Doesn’t Date – Emma Scarr”)
She doesn’t date Or look for a mate She ducks romance With a polite “No Thanks…”She Doesn’t Date — Emma Scarr
Too much coffee keeps you up at night It always pays to be polite A nice walk will cure most ills More than wine or pills…Letter from a Mum to grown up child leaving home — Emma Scarr
Inspired to share.
Daily Recovery ReadingsApril 12, 2019 Daily Reflection GIVING UP INSANITY “. . . where alcohol has been involved, we have been strangely insane.” — ALCOHOLICS ANONYMOUS, p. 38 Alcoholism required me to drink, whether I wanted to or not. Insanity dominated my life and was the essence of my disease. It robbed me of the […]DR – April 12, 2019 — The Wandering Enigma
Inspired to share by:
DailyReflections : giving up insanity
The Language of Letting Go – CoDependency : letting go of fear