New

A new day, A new place (mentally); A smile on my face.

Blessings to you!

Familiarity

As I walk through the park I feel so at home. The smells, the sounds and the sights are all so familiar. The birds talking are so comforting. The leaves falling from the trees are like summer rain. The consistency of the cicada chorus distracts my mind from trivial worries. How I love the sounds the most. The water going down stream, the sounds of the horses hooves and people on their bicycles. It feels like a big hug. I close my eyes and feel all the sounds inside my body, gripping me and making me feel safe. I feel like I'm in mom's arms. I am home.

What makes you feel at home? Knowing the likeness of the state hospital? The staff, the hallways and the grounds? Do you yearn for home? Is this your home?

Recovery

Do we ever really recover or do we just bury the pain so deep that we don't feel it anymore? Will you ever recover from your trauma?

Maybe it's scary for you because that means you soon may be on your own taking care of yourself and making some decisions. Know that I am here to help you make your decisions.

Disguises

Do you feel people behave a certain way to get what they want? They disguise themselves to fulfill their own desires. When the desire is there they may change. Or, is it that we don't see them for what they really are?

Is it that I see what I want to see, so I feel what I want to feel?

Wrong

Being wrong is o.k. Was being wrong as a kid a big deal? I don't recall. I know in our culture it's difficult to be wrong. It's like we've failed. We are really just learning and advancing in our lives and experiences.

Sister, I want you to learn from your experiences. Can you try something new? Can you pick a treatment instead of refusing everything when you feel healthy and good?