Soul Therapy

I thought that through all this grief I had endured; that I needed to push harder to forget about it, to push it out of my mind. Instead of stepping back and feeling the pain; the real pain of loss, of losing my father, my husband, a sister-in-law, 2 friends, and my dog all in the time frame of 2 years. It hit hard and I

buried my mind, I found myself crying over a song of long ago or tiny little things that would bring memories to life.

Pictures I had to put down.

But these last two years; I had to take time for me. To heal, to cry, to totally absorb the true feeling of loss. It was only then, I had realized that GOD had left me with something. My true creative self.

Writing had become an outlet, and a means to pour my soul onto paper, to reveal and revel in life… in the now.

It was then I wanted to jot down my thoughts for healing, accepting the fate that had fallen upon me. Over time I realized I could move on and grow. Writing was therapy for my soul.

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A poetic wordsmith by the mind and a passionate blogger by heart.
Reservoir for Wolff Poetry and mentor for youth writing groups. Life motto: Everything you seek is in the stillness of one’s mind. The place between seconds, whispering of a song between sound.

3 thoughts on “Soul Therapy

  1. Dear Linda,

    That is really hard you had to go through, nevertheless you found yourself back, entrusting your thoughts and words on “papers” – yes, it is a kind of therapy, a reflection of yourself, all those experiences help us in the end to find out who and what we are, the deeper we dig in ourselves and come out with thoughts and words by means of poems and art or other to express one’s own self.

    Thank you, dear Linda for sharing 🙂
    All good wishes

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