The sun was very out today. It didn’t rain. Mother Earth is breathing. Father Time is watching. The bougainvillea hedges bloomed and turned all crimson red.
It’s been almost a year since I stopped using psychotropic medications. My hands can write again with good grip, my feet don’t teeter anymore; I can now take the stairs high up as I please. (Joy’s finally flowing from my toes to my fingertips!) I also sleep through the night unaided and I take my meals religiously. The weird memory lapses are just memories now.
My nephew, our rainbow baby, is almost teething.
So I passed by church today. This time, I fell down onto the cool dust, below, on my knees, giddy with excitement, overwhelmed by humility, as I sent up kisses of gratitude to a gracious God. They say when God shows you mercy your story sounds fictitious.
Hope was a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have – but I still had it. I went from holding on to dear life to demolishing everything on my path. From feeling like if I made it to the end of the year (for like the past 10 years), I deserved an Oscar for best acting of the year, to feeling VERY BLESSED despite some speed bumps along my journey. On every single one of those days, I was a warrior. A trooper. One that triumphantly transitioned from being part of elite brainiacs called Bipolar to another esteemed group of spiritual gangstas called patron saints of soulfulness. 🤣
Here I am. Sinking deep into this bath of unapologetic self love. Lit like a fire, tall enough to lick the gates of heaven! A true reflection of a God. The ultimate God soaked metaphor!
Please give ALL the flowers to God!
I’ve always believed that what Mental Health needs is more awareness, more advocacy, more unashamed conversation, destigmatization. Imagine if all of us had a teaspoon of compassion!
Here’s to more sunlight, more candour, more empathy, more words untrammelled.
“S/o to everyone transcending a mindset, mentality, belief, desire, emotion, behaviour or vibration that no longer serves them.”
Peace & love!
Good morning. I’m Harlan Didrickson. Thank you for following my site. I am both bipolar and spiritually transformed. I understand what you’ve gone through and simply want to say that you’re not alone. Stay strong, stay clear, stay humble, stay true, stay living and stay at peace.
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Thank you so much. Blessings.
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Written so beautifully, came from the heart ,from the soul,may peace be with you .
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Thank you very much.
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