Writing As A Form Of Therapy

[Silenus]

I agree @Faith-and-Hope and @BlueBay - if we are really struggling in life, our subconscious is also working to explore our issues and heal us. Without getting too caught up in dream reading, I believe that important things can be resolved or discovered by exploring what our dreams may reveal...

I sometimes have deeply disturbing dreams, but I write them off to some extent as just an extreme release of emotional stress and energy and conflict through the medium of dream...

Hugs to all...

[PeppiPatty]

Dear @BlueBay and @Silenus

Firstly, may I just rewrite what @Silenus writes.

He has oodles of love to You @BlueBay

He also writes; Try to reawaken that natural sense of loving yourself. It will start to heal the hurt, soothe the anger and sadness, and fill the emptiness...

I love that. Don't you ? I also love that @Appleblossom writes ...'be gentle with yourself.' So EASY but .....so hard to take on....

Stay here @BlueBay We understand you, we are'nt leaving you.

PPx

[BlueBay]

Thank you @PeppiPatty for your reply.  It means so much to me that you and others on here are so supportive of each other.

Thank you so much. xxxooo

[Silenus]

Random thoughts bubbling around in my head this morning... welcome to my world...

Why do humans smile? Why do we show our teeth to broadcast as a signal of our happiness? This is an oddity in Nature. When other animals show their teeth, they are either afraid, angry, hungry, snarling or yawning. Humans, however, show their teeth when they are happy. For those of you with dogs, you would know that us humans have taught dogs to smile... what an interesting phenomenon, this display of teeth...

Toothy smiles beaming out to all...

We can learn much from a teapot. What happens when you brew it too long? The tea goes cold and sour. What happens when you brew your emotions too long...

[Silenus]

Hi @BlueBay @PeppiPatty @Faith-and-Hope @Appleblossom @GonePirate @eth @Mazarita @Kurra @Sahara @Decadian (dunno why @eth won't link)...

Maybe I can trick it...

I was talking to eth the other day. Who? Eth. You know, @eth ... damn! That didn't work either... hahaha...

Thinking of you everyone, and all those who I haven't mentioned because my nut is full of squirrels...

Hugs and happy vibes beaming to you all... 🙂

[Silenus]

This is another little throwaway poem about the green. At the same time, it covers one of the most essential topics related to continued life - breathing...

Breath is sacred. Breath is life. Breathe and live. That's step one. Everything else is secondary to this first step...

For the lighter side of this poem, it's best read out in your head using a Bob Marley voice...

This Sacred Breath

Every breath is a sacred blessing,
And one we may not always feel we deserve;
Cherish each sacred breath,
Strain’d thru tha smoka dis ‘erb…

[Silenus]

For some odd reason, I had always had it in the back of my head that I wanted to buy a platinum ring one day. Whoaaa... heavier than gold, and all that stuff, plus I love the different metallic gleam of it, the warmth of the colour...

I walked into a jewellery store one day a couple of years ago, and asked how much it would cost to get a reasonably thick rounded profile platinum ring for my right ring finger. We leafed through some very nice catalogues, and I looked at some beautiful rings. Then came time to tap at the calculator and make some phone calls to a couple of jewellery makers...

I waited patiently for all of this, and chatted to the nice man who owned the jewellery store. He talked of a change in careers, wanting to move elsewhere, and of his readiness for the next interesting chapter in his (and his wife's) life. It was very uplifting conversation, and helped pass the time. As I remember it, there was lots of smiling involved...

The phone call back from the jewellery maker... more tapping at the calculator...

Erm...

Yeah... I think it was something like 4 and a half grand...

The silver ring that I had tried on just to get the sizing right was kind of nice. It cost me 90 bucks...

I still wear it now. It's got lots of scratches and scrapes, just like me...

For a while in my earlier life journey a few years ago, I needed something to visualise all my hurt and worries and fears into. It needed to be a strong thing that I could have with me. So, I bought a cheap-ish ring, and for a while it really helped me to heal and deal with my worries and fears. I beamed all the bad stuff into the ring, and it just took it and continued to gleam at me. What more could I ask for?

There was a lot of acceptance that came from this process, and I tried to capture some of it in the following poem...

With This Ring

With this Ring, I me wed,
Finally accepting my unusual head…
(You no labels. You just you…)

With this Ring, I me ring,
Realising up down is just a circular fling…
(You know what go aroun’ come aroun’…)

With this Ring, I me beam,
Imbued with Mjølner metal’s silky gleam…
(You wink with merry mirth at the world…)

With this Ring, I me release,
Beaming all Dark Stuff into every metallic crease…
(You strong enough to take this without cease…)

With this Ring, I me wise,
First came Thor’s Hammer Mjølner, now one of Odin’s Eyes…
(You hear every whisper, see through every disguise…)
((the one he lost…))

With this Ring, I me strong,
No longer shuffling Zombie not knowing right from wrong…
(You can march to your own beat, sing your own song…)

With this Ring, I me Silenus…
Dum spiro spero…
(While I Breathe, I Hope…)

[Silenus]

How you approach life is a very important thing. The way you move through life says much about you as a person, much about what life has thrown at you, and much about how you have responded to life. It shows a little of how life has shaped you...

You are still you, but a little changed. Life does this thing, as you shuffle and swagger through your life journey...

Shuffle and Swagger

I shuffle through this life,
Half blind and half seeing,
Not really sure what it means
To be a human being…

I swagger through this life,
Half ignorant and half enlightened,
Not caring too much what it means
Because then I’d just be frightened.

[PeppiPatty]

DEar @Silenus @BlueBay everyone,

Thankyou for @BlueBay for being gutsy enough for having a real heartfelt way of showing the group what you are going through. This is exactly what WE need....

How WE begin to get through this. It's something that I work with, dream with all the time but havent been able to write as well as @Silenus has done when he supports you @BlueBay. 

@Silenus when you write things like ; that word meaning feeling...I'lle find it again; it reminds me of the poem by Goethe written in 17800 and put to music by Schubert; sung by Jesse Norman.

http://www.britannica.com/topic/Erlkonig

I did some work on it in artwork; Ille find that picture again too. I worked on this artwork round for a long time when I started studying and I as in my 3rd year of  therapy and trying to feel.

I couldnt feel properly. MY son had just been diagnosed with a malignent brain tumour, I signed up fulltime with an Art University degree and was cleaning houses fulltime to see myself through and going through a divorce.

Writing it; no wonder I sold my home and moved nearer to my Dad. I had a lot of my plate. I've written it just then. 

 I spent the year 1999 to 2003 not feeling anything.  But I didnt feel anything for years before and for years after either. 

[PeppiPatty]

I am so excited to write all of this because it feels like 

@Silenus has pulled something out of @BlueBay

Which feels like it's......healing you @BlueBay. I shoulnd't think 
I know what your going through @BlueBay and it's not just @Silenus helping you either. It's what @Faith-and-Hope wirtes and @Appleblossom and @Mazarita  and @lisajane and @Kurra it's everyone.

It's not MY right to write how anyone is going through and please tell me if I am too forward. 

I havent been online for a little while because of bad WIFI which makes me maybe missing the page too. 

Please write @BlueBay. Please look at the music by Schubert and the poem by Goethe and 

http://www.britannica.com/topic/Erlkonig

Tell me if you have any feelings about your parents. I couldnt feel but I was in therapy and I felt.....I wanted all these feelings out and I acted them out with the boyfriend I had at the time........

When I write this @BlueBay I remember the numbness I felt when studying at University. Now I feel a breeze if fresh air going past me. 

This message is going to be very long so please allow  me to  cut it down in one more message in another few hours.

I was in therapy two or three times a week. My boyfriend looked like the Erlking he was fickle too.