Melissa www. Thank you for posting that. Thank you so much for sharing, Please pray for my son who has been sexually abused and is running from God and being held in deception by the enemy. Wow — love that prayer — praying it for myself. I finally had time to go back to the link you left on facebook, cause you talked about the little girl inside, and that drew me. I have been feeling a lot like a little girl inside, trying to play in a grown up world, and not quite sure how to do it.
After all the stuff I have worked through in the past years, including childhood molestation, I thought that little girl would have grown up. Yet here I am again, and here she is again. And off I go to counseling for help to figure it all out, or at least get straightened out and back on the right path! Thank you again Melissa, for sharing.
I often feel so alone, and bottle these things deep within me. Sometimes it shocks me that there are others, it is almost a relief to know that there are others, just to know that I am not alone in this fight. Thank God that you have shared this message, I needed to hear it, it has strengthened me in my fight. I have been molested by someone before and it still haunts me to this day. I thank you so much for this. It really helped me. I will continue to fight to be completely healed.
Please keep me in your prayes. May God Bless you. Lord, thank you for loving the little girl in me.
Thank you for your everlasting hug of love that secures me. Although I cannot change the sexual molestation from the days of my youth, I know I can choose my attitdude into one of gratitude for having such a loving family, Heavenly Father and amazing husband.
Thank you Lord that I am seeing you loving me in my darkest hour and lifting me to your warm and adoring smiling face.
Thank you for the times of testing and for calling out to me, to have all reminants of that sin demolished. I hear you calling me. You call me by a sweet name…a secret name that no one knows because only my Shepard knows to address me so. There are so many Lord, hug them too, Lord. BUT when you know Jesus, the son of the Lord God Almighty, that daily quiets the sounds of heaven to hear our prayers, sits relentlessly at the right hand of the Father interseding for our broken hearts, and died on the cross to show that what ever pain was done to him…forgiveness was with out question what will help heal our hearts.
He will be security for you. He cried many tears with you, ask Him to reveal Himself to you. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination.
Seuss A grownup is a child with layers on. When the world seems familiar, when one has got used to existence, one has become an adult. With a pile of warm chocolate chip cookies. And a book. SunWolf, professorsunwolf. I prefer to interpret that as child-like.
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I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things. I tend to exaggerate and fantasize and embellish. I still listen to instinctual urges. I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind. I never water my garden without soaking myself. It has been after such times of joy that I have achieved my greatest creativity and produced my best work. Buscaglia, Bus 9 to Paradise Man is most nearly himself when he achieves the seriousness of a child at play. But sleep, though sweet, is only sleep—and waking, I waked to sleep no more; at once o'ertaking The vanguard of my age, with all arrears Of duty on my back.
Nor child, nor man, Nor youth, nor sage, I find my head is gray, For I have lost the race I never ran. A rathe December blights my lagging May: And still I am a child, though I be old Time is my debtor for my days untold. A marker pen is a formation; my hand, a flower, a table, a house, are all formations. A house is a physical formation. My hand is a physiological formation. My anger is a mental formation.
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Varieties of seeds can manifest as mental formations. Anger is just one of them. In store consciousness, anger is called a seed. Whenever a seed, say the seed of anger, comes up into our living room and manifests as a mental formation, the first thing we can do is to touch the seed of mindfulness and invite it to come up too.
Now we have two mental formations in the living room. This is mindfulness of anger. Mindfulness is always mindfulness of something. When we breathe mindfully, that is mindfulness of breathing. When we walk mindfully, that is mindfulness of walking. So in this case, mindfulness is mindfulness of anger. Mindfulness recognizes and embraces anger. Our practice is based on the insight of nonduality—anger is not an enemy. Both mindfulness and anger are ourselves.
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Mindfulness is there not to suppress or fight against anger, but to recognize and take care of it—like a big brother helping a younger brother. So the energy of anger is recognized and embraced tenderly by the energy of mindfulness. Within the seed of mindfulness is the seed of concentration.
With these two energies, we can liberate ourselves from afflictions. We know there are toxins in our body. In order to remain healthy, our body works to expel the toxins. When the blood circulates well, the kidneys and the liver can do their job to dispel toxins. We can use massage to help the blood circulate better.
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Our consciousness, too, may be in a state of bad circulation. We call this an internal formation or internal knot. Embracing our pain and sorrow with the energy of mindfulness is the practice of massaging our consciousness.
Mindfulness stimulates and accelerates circulation throughout blocks of pain. So we try to block their way. We want them to stay asleep down in the basement. Whenever we have ten or fifteen minutes of free time, we do anything we can to keep our living room occupied. We call a friend. We pick up a book. We turn on the television. We go for a drive. We hope that if the living room is occupied, these unpleasant mental formations will not come up. But all mental formations need to circulate.
Sometimes this kind of headache can be a symptom of mental illness. Perhaps we have allergies. We are advised by doctors to take drugs, but sometimes these will continue to suppress our internal formations, making our sickness worse. If we can learn not to fear our knots of suffering, we slowly begin to let them circulate up into our living room.
We begin to learn how to embrace them and transform them with the energy of mindfulness. When we dismantle the barrier between the basement and the living room, blocks of pain will come up and we will have to suffer a bit. Our inner child may have a lot of fear and anger stored up from being down in the basement for so long.
There is no way to avoid it. That is why the practice of mindfulness is so important. If mindfulness is not there, it is very unpleasant to have these seeds come up. Mindfulness is a strong source of energy that can recognize, embrace, and take care of these negative energies. After being embraced for some time, a strong emotion will return to the basement and become a seed again, but weaker than before. Every time you give your internal formations a bath of mindfulness, the blocks of pain in you become lighter.
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So give your anger, your despair, your fear, a bath of mindfulness every day. After several days or weeks of bringing them up daily and helping them go back down again, you create good circulation in your psyche. The first function of mindfulness is to recognize and not to fight. We can stop at any time and become aware of the child within us. When we recognize the wounded child for the first time, all we need to do is be aware of him or her and say hello.
Perhaps this child is sad. Hello, my sorrow.