April 15, 2008
Posting a Carnival Poem
I'm not feeling very hopeful right now--I guess I'm just exhausted. I can't seem to shake it. So, I'm going to post a poem that is hopeful and maybe those words will have some effect as I broadcast them out into cyberland.
I'm behind on everything, but I don't want to get behind on The Blog Carnival Against Child Abuse. It's just too important and I so appreciate every one's involvement and advocacy. Beauty is hosting this Friday and the submissions are due by midnight tomorrow--Wednesday, April 16. You can use this submission form here.
Here's what Beauty says about her upcoming edition:
"We all know that abuse thrives on secrecy; the purpose of the Blog Carnival Against Child Abuse is to speak openly about the prevalence of such abuse, and its devastating aftermath. Remember that an important component to healing from such abuse is to reclaim the power which as a child was stolen from you. As survivors we do this by speaking the truth. This carnival is an excellent venue for doing so. Here you can speak from the heart of what it’s like to be an abused child, or perhaps you’d rather write about the challenges of dealing with the aftermath of abuse as you attempt to live in this world as a whole adult. For instance, do you suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder as a direct result of the abuse? Whatever form your writing takes, it’s sure to help someone, for we are all at different places in the recovery process! We’d also love to hear from individuals who know about childhood abuse secondhand: what is it like loving someone who bears the wounds from an abusive childhood? Perhaps it’s your mother, friend, or significant other. What challenges (and strains) does your loved one’s woundedness contribute to the relationship?"
Beauty wanted me to submit a poem for the carnival this month, so this will be the one:
You’ve been hurt, you’re so afraid
It’s hard for me
But I’ll reach in, I’ll feel your shame
I’m not perfect
But I’m here
And I am light
I am love
I can see you’re not your pain
I can tell you’re not their hate
I see the beauty you can’t see
You are light, you are love
I know you are not your pain
I know you are not their hate
Look in my eyes, dear, can’t you see?
You are love, you are light
Can you feel you’re not your pain?
Can you know you’re not their hate?
Just take my hand, you can trust me
We are love, we are light
I know you’re tired
There’s no rest from all your hiding
Take one more chance
Find strength in me; I won’t betray
You deserve to dance
And to be free
Be in light
Be in love
You’re free to live without your pain
You’re free to love, no more to hate
We’re free together, you and me
We are light, we are love
We’re free we live without the pain
We’re safe we love without the hate
We’re flying, soaring, in joy and peace
We are love, we are light.
Copyright 2001 Marj McCabe ~ All Rights Reserved
RR: Thanks. Yeah, I hope things improve soon as well. With my son in therapy two hours a week and me 1 1/2 hours a week, ya'd think it's gotta help, right?
JIP: You think I have talent, really? Awe, shucks, thanks! I'll help Beauty get your carnival entry in. Thanks for submitting!
Much love and safe hugs,
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