Thursday 21 November 2013

What the Apology meant to me

I now realise the power of the truth, whether it is good or bad.

Speaking my truth no matter how painful has helped me to reach deep down inside me, to that little girl hiding in the bushes, shaking in fear and tears. Grabbing her hand, wiping her eyes, I tell her it's okay now, no one is going to hurt you anymore. You can now run and jump and play and be the little girl you were mean't to be. Your truth has set you free.

I sit with her now, in the open, I don't feel I need to hide her away anymore. No one is going to threaten to kill, beat or lock her away just because she dared to speak her truth.

When the day came that this country apologised, I carried her on my shoulder I didn't want her to miss a thing. When all was said and done, I sat her down before me as I poured the sand of her abuse and trauma to the ground. It was then that we both knew that healing had begun and that I was truly grateful for the bravery of a small frightened little girl who was determined to survive.  (Kerri Saint, Adoptee)

Tuesday 19 November 2013

Crossing bridges one step at a time

What if you could cross a bridge one step at a time. Sometimes it feels like you are never going to get there. Sometimes, you take two steps back and one step forward.  Healing is like that. Sometimes, you have to walk it alone. Other times, you have someone walking beside you. The main thing is that you take another step forward at some time. Eventually, you will reach the other side.

Sunday 10 November 2013

Two Jars of Sand

There are many ways to look at trauma. When you are in it, it confounds you. Overwhelms. Numbs.

How to get out of trauma, and move forward in life is the hard part.

What if it took only two jars of sand...?