Its interesting to read back in old posts. Thus one was written in the Easter 4 years after my older sister died and 4 months after my Mum passed in 2017. It shows me separating slowly and falteringly out of my trauma vortex.
As a trauma survivor also raised in a high anxiety home its important for me to find and relax into safe calm spaces where and when I can find them. I find there is a moment of decision in which I must take the opportunity just to ‘be’, to let myself and my awareness keep a focus on sounds and then quietly on my breath. At times my body chemicals over-ride this, particularly at the time of my two major physical traumas at others like today on my walk with Jasper this didnt happen. We had a lovely moment sitting under the shedding acorn trees in the child’s play part where I was just in the peace of the present moment.
It’s unseasonally hot here today, but under the tree it was cool and while sitting there and enjoying the surrounds I also focused on closing my eyes and hearing…
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Emerging From The Dark Night 
You are up early Deb …I’m just out of Bed … I suppose I was feeling safe, and snug as a bug in a rug … 🌝💛🤗
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Great Ivor I just had a bath and am doing washing. Got therapy at 11 and Simon comes at 10 to get Jasper so it’s all go here. Lots of love to you and Frankie. 🌈🤗❤
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