inner child
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What might a Christmas poem be like If every word has been said? Tinsel, Trees and Father Christmas Do more, eat more, or do less..stress Shoulds and Expectations Faiths and Reconciliations Wine, cheese, mistletoe and turkeys Cakes, pies and Brussel sprouteys, Arguments and Excitement Let’s be real, eggshells in weird allignements Carols and images of…
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It started with a goldfinch, making its pearl like chirping from the tree, just outside St Cuthbert’s Church, Darlington. Ordinary Goldfinch. Making me take notice at it. And ended with a Bumble bee scrambling for the pollen in the blossom in the trees opposite. And in between that distance of less than 10 metres, I…
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When I got triggered by something a few weeks ago I went into a bit of a spiral. Downwards. And I forgot. My mind went into overdrive The words, fears and punishments from my childhood got relived into my present. Thats what trauma, childhood trauma, any trauma feels like. Mind whirlwind. Anxiety. Thinking. Over thinking.…
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Over the last few weeks I have, again, through a combination of therapy and personal reading, began to identify more about the ways in which I survived – or were guided towards surviving as a child in the midst of emotionally immature parenting (from both parents). I had some favourite toys as a child, many…
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I have stood and made a number of commitments to others. Commitments to workplace ideals and agreements Commitments to the terms and conditions of a large purchase Commitments to the planet as I have tried at times to reduce my carboin footprint, buy organic or grow my own Commitments to others in relationships. Commitments to…

