I’m writing this one because my best friend will stop talking to me very soon if I don’t. This isn’t the first time I’ve written about my Complex PTSD recovery process, but it’s the first time I’m sharing about it in any real-time “documentary” sort of way.
I’m still on my way, dear ones. And I’ve been on my way back for a long time. It’s been a colorfully determined journey after a very painful train ride. I credit Alanis Morissette’s, “UR” for galvanizing my resolve to be everything I was mean to be, so help me God, so long ago. Alanis has a real and good way about her and I appreciate her anthemizing poetry for reminding me of things I have always known but never really knew how to–or sometimes, even that I needed to remember.
SIDE BAR: If you haven’t soaked in the collection of healing music she recorded with along with her soul-centered friends, The Prayer Cycle (a full-world album), you just must. Hyperlinks on this page are NOT paid, and I do not know or hang out with Alanis Morissette, so please offer your appreciation to musical artists as fully as you can by buying and endorsing their music–but, if you do see her, tell Alanis I wish she’d call me sometime so I can thank her in a squeaky-tearful voice).
My son is sick today so dancing has been a near-zero so far. I’m wondering if tomorrow will open up more and I’ll get the chance to really dive in and get even closer to finishing the ciriculum design. Every piece of it has been delivered to me on time and in the very best of ways. I wish you could know what a boom-digity feeling that is–to be fully inspired while doing the most important work of your life. I want that for you, too.