Monthly Archive for September, 2007

Be a Part of Blogging History: Blogging Against Abuse Day

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JAGA
on September 24, 2007
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I couldn’t remember where I saw this info about this blogging day and so I googled it and found the info here:

Bloggers Unite

On September 27th, join 1,000s of bloggers around the world in BlogCatalog’s Blogging for a Great Cause Challenge.

This Blogging Challenge will be:

Bloggers Against Abuse
September 27th, 2007

The Outcome we are after is to be part of the largest group of bloggers to ever blog about an important cause, all on the same day.

So how do you participate?

On Sept. 27th, blog about putting an end to some sort of Abuse (you decide what kind of abuse to blog about).

In the meantime though,

* Spread the word among all the bloggers you know. Perhaps even give them a link to this Discussion.

* If you are a graphic’s designer, perhaps you can come up with some small badges announcing the event, that we can then place on our blogs. To share the badge, place it on this thread.

* List any organizations, on this thread, who are involved in putting an end to abuse.

What do you get?

You will receive a link to your Blog Post from the Blogcatalog blog when we list everyone who participated.

You get to use your blog for an important cause.

You get to create blogging history.

A Little Girl Rescued

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JAGA
on September 21, 2007
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We’ve had a long day (at least it feels that way to us). We did get in a long nap (greatly needed) and a short rest that turned into dozing which caused us to rush to massage therapy without a shower. Yikes and due to the depression it’s been a few days.

We’ve started over with a new massage therapist to help with the car accident problems. Today was the second time with her and we really like her a lot. This massage therapy has actually turned into mostly craniosacral therapy with some massage. Craniosacral is new to us, but I think it is actually helpful. And today there was a powerful experience that prompted me to meet a new insider. (it wasn’t the purpose of the treatment… it just sort of happened due to an overwhelming trigger that I had no idea was a trigger) There’s still a veil of amnesia or dissociation and so my connection with this very little girl is still very minimal. The big thing is that I really made a very big effort to reach out to her and to rescue and comfort her. I don’t know what her trauma is or what hurts her or what she didn’t want to do (that’s all I got from her), but she cried…sobbed.. into my arms when I opened my arms up to her and she came running to me and I held her. I said all these nurturing things that I’ll write more about in depth when I’m not so tired and have more energy. Tears sprung up unexpectedly and suddenly into my own eyes as she came closer to me, and I remember feeling this need (and thankfully had some internal assistance) to maintain control of the body as we didn’t need to be switching and her possibly abreacting her trauma if I lost control and was gone. The tears did flow down my eyes and down the sides of my cheeks as my eyes were closed and I was holding and loving her. It was so easy this time with her, as in the past with others’ pain, it has been much harder to get close to and provide nurturing and reassurance like I did with her today. I’m not entirely sure what made it different today. I promised her that I would talk more with her later and I did try later today a number of times. I laid down and closed my eyes and tried going inside to find her and talk with her, but I kept getting distracted with my thoughts and feelings. Anything seemed to cause me to divert my attention in trying to go inside and look for her and talk with her and hold her some more. So I’d divert and then realize and come back to focusing and then I’d divert, etc. with repeating over and over. I don’t think I did a very good job, but I did make continued efforts and eventually I was holding her on my left hip and she was sucking her left thumb palm area and holding her blankie in her right hand and leaning her upper body against me. I don’t know what her past is or anything and I know there’s still a lot of pain she holds, but I’ve realized there is a difference in being able to withstand the pain and awareness of her and her distress, because comforting her and loving her seems to have really helped make things so much more manageable. Her pain hasn’t gone away, but it isn’t in this constant crisis at the moment and like it was early today when she was triggered and I found out about her.

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Join Me Outside The Box why don’t ya

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JAGA
on September 18, 2007
in B.J., Billie and Julie
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I’ve been thinking about some things lately.  I don’t think a lot of people realize that I’m more than just what they read or see from time to time.  For a long time Julie had me pegged as the “one who hates her mother.”  She also thought of me as a “protector” and of course, protectors (according to her knowledge at the time) are only angry.  The thing is she knew very little about me.  After awhile she began to see that I am passionate against injustice and am protective of her friends, whom I like to think as sort of my friends (those that know me at least).  I am now very protective of Noah and have disdain for mothers who abuse or neglect their children.  Fathers too, but my affinity is greater towards mothers.  I’ve never really had a relationship with Julie’s father other than general disgust at the pervert.  As for Julie’s mother, well, I’m personally acquainted with her so called mothering of the past and to some degree from time to time, the present these days–mothering or grandmothering.

In recent years I’ve been educating Julie by revealing more of myself to her, and letting her in on more things instead of blocking her so much.  I still block as needed, but I’m more apt to give her a chance to try and deal with whatever herself instead of jumping in right away like I used to for my usual defensive tasks.  And much to her surprise when I became more involved in her online support network, she found that I could actually write normally.  Well, I have to say, “duhhh” to that whole light bulb moment.  

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