Wanting to be part of the sky

“i have been a thousand different women” by Emory Hall #poem #poetry

“Omiya Minumagawa” (Minuma River in Omiya) by Kawase Hasui, 1930

Sleepy crocuses and snowdrops fanning their petals to welcome in spring

THIS IS A SIGN.

Earlier today, I took a brief break from my busy day to sit on the couch and think. I was feeling frustrated and saddened because of how difficult healing my trauma has been, and I was also deeply disturbed at the state of the world. 1/2

A setting sun and coming into spring

The fog envelops the trees and the snow anchors the roots.

This book has helped me navigate my identity as a mentally ill Catholic. Although it has an intense and potentially intimidating title, it is applicable to anyone who is struggling with their mental health and wants to use their faith as a tool.

Here are some children’s books that bring me so much unfettered joy even in my adulthood #BookSky

I just discovered this Anne Sexton poem “In Celebration of My Uterus.” It speaks to me as someone who has experienced medical trauma with my uterus + has been medically advised to eventually have a hysterectomy. Here is an excerpt.

This excerpt from the poem “Skunk Hour” by Robert Lowell encapsulates how it feels to live with depression + in the aftermath of abuse & trauma - searching so desperately for connection in strange places + feeling more estranged, self-loathing, feeling everything & nothing all at once.

Good morning + afternoon from my parish’s monthly food pantry 🫶 #volunteering

I am working through “Healing Sexual Trauma Workbook” by Erika Shershun after my therapist recommended it to me. Although the book is targeted toward sexual assault survivors, it helps me address other sexual + medical trauma with the goal of gaining a sense of safety in my body.