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Monthly Archives: April 2015

Mothers Shape Our Lives Even In Dysfunctional Homes.

29 Wednesday Apr 2015

Posted by Yu/stan/kema in Article., Psychology

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abuse, acceptance, alcoholism, anxiety, child abuse, children, coping skills, depression, Domestic abuse, drug addiction, family, mental illness, Mothers, Neglect

Mothers who raise their children in dysfunctional homes have a difficult time dealing with all the stress that comes with domestic violence, drug abuse, alcoholism, neglect, and mental illness. These factors influence child development in ways we can’t even begin to understand. Families living in poverty and single-households have their difficult times, but many of them do commit to making the best future possible for their children. I have great respect for mothers that create a loving and safe environment for their children despite a lack of money or a spouse to help them take care of them. These are strong mothers , courageous women who do so much with very few resources.

When alcoholism or drug addiction is involved, the  home can become an unsafe and dangerous place for a child. Mothers who take drugs and drink alcohol in access, often fall asleep or have personality changes that can be frightening to a child. Instead of focusing on the child’s needs, she focuses on herself and may be oblivious as to where her children are. When personality changes occur, like a quiet mother becoming loud, obnoxious, or unresponsive,  the child often isolates, finds a safe place to go, and even goes outside away from the smells of vomit, unwashed clothes or an unclean house. Some of them worry about the mother’s health and so becomes the responsible one in the family, the caretaker of the adult.

The greatest fear is that mother may die or go away forever and leave the child alone to fend for himself. Often the child goes without a bath, and has to dress himself in unclean, torn clothes, and then goes to school without breakfast. If he comes home for lunch, mother is passed out or walking the streets looking for drugs or alcohol.. Money becomes tight because it will go to the addiction. The child will fix himself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and head back to school. He mostly takes care of himself. Nice hugs or kisses are rare. No one takes the time to care for him. Since his environment is so unpredictable, it is hard to trust or rely on anyone but himself. He does not feel cherished. He feels like he is invisible, that his needs don’t matter. He is taught not to need, not to feel, not to cause trouble, There is little eye contact between the mother and child, very little affection, or affirmations of him as a human being. He is often forgotten. There is little communication between them. If any mirroring happens, it is negative messages being fed back to the child. Sometimes terms are used such as selfish, stupid, needy, trouble. The child ends up feeling he can never be enough or do enough. He will probably be anxious, have poor self-esteem,  and want to please others. Or he may choose to externalize his rage at being invisible, not cared for, and lash out at others and become negative or belligerent.

If there is domestic violence and mental illness in the family system or physical and sexual abuse of the children, they will have trouble trusting adults, have poor self-esteem, have symptoms of anxiety from trauma, or depression. There is very little affection in these families, or affirmations about the children. The children are often taught they are bad and many negative messages have been imprinted on their minds and souls. They have been through  a battlefield and the enemy lived inside what should have been their safe place.They will have problems in their relationships because of “wounded attachment” to their mothers.

Have respect and compassion for these children for they have been through a war and survived. Many used the only coping skills they had to make it through to adult hood. They are a courageous bunch of children, resilient for the most part, and having compassion and empathy for others. Do not pity them for they do not want your pity, but they will need mentoring, good friends, good therapy, someone willing to stand by them and believe in their capacity to love, to grow, to relate, communicate and contribute something worth while to the community they live in. Give them patience for they are in need of acceptance, caring, attention, and time. If they survived that, think what they could do if given a chance to grow and heal? Mother’s day will be hard for them. They didn’t get the chance to have all the things that a  caring mother could provide.. The greatest gift you could give them is to stand by patiently and allow them time to heal with psychotherapy.

Yu/stan/kema

The Road I must Travel.

29 Wednesday Apr 2015

Posted by Yu/stan/kema in photo, Poetry, Psychology, quote

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Clint Eastwood, darkness, Google + Quote, hope, leaving behind loved ones, need a guide, need strength, poetry by Yu/stan/kema, self love, storms, surrendering to God's will., traveling the road of life., uncertainty

Who knows where this road will take me.

Starting over is so hard to do.

There is fear mixed up with surrendering

To God’s will and my destiny.

It is true you must trust in God’s wisdom,

Trust in the goodness of man,

Put your hand in the hand of the Savior,

And do the best that you can.

How do I leave my loved refuge

To travel a dangerous road?

There are no road signs to guide me.

The weight of my past is huge.

The world says, sometimes to make it

To the end of this winding path,

I may have to leave behind loved ones,

And deal with a boatload of wrath.

I must travel this road in darkness,

Through storms that will shake my soul.

Along life’s road, if I’m lucky,

It won’t take a terrible toll.

With a heart that is gentle and loving

And a soul that seeks to grow,

I need a guide with perspective

And skills I do not know.

I must find the strength to hold tight

To the spark of hope in my heart,

And learn to love the “self”

Someone had ripped apart.

I need to truly believe

In the part I call myself,

So I can find the courage

To share its priceless wealth.

Yu/stan/kema

Found on Google+ on 12-3-14. Written by Clint Eastwood.

Found on Google+ on 12-3-14. Written by Clint Eastwood.

Mothers Shape Our Lives More Than We Realize.

28 Tuesday Apr 2015

Posted by Yu/stan/kema in photo, Psychology

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fodrambler photo, Mothers, mothers through the years, shaping lives., wordpress

close-up of bluebells by fodrambler. Found on  A Tramp In The Woods. A Blue Day on Word Press. on 12-14-14.

close-up of bluebells by fodrambler. Found on A Tramp In The Woods. A Blue Day on Word Press. on 12-14-14.

Mothers shape our lives more than we realize. They are the givers of all that is good. When we come from good homes, our mothers are bigger than life images in our minds. It is her step we distinguish from all the others, for we know when she comes, there will be food,  a warm bath that makes us feel good, a clean diaper against our skin. We know she will bring warmth, laughter, and Love. We see this when she enters the room and quickly comes to tenderly undress us. Her fingers softly caress the back of our hands. She picks up each little foot and wiggles our toes. When we coo and make happy sounds, she laughs and her face lights up with an inner light. We track her with our eyes. She smells clean and sweet. She is our world and we feel she belongs to us. We know we are the most important thing in her life right now by the way she gently cradles our head, brushes back our fine hair, and gently touches our tiny ears. She rocks us singing lullabies and her voice produces peace in our hearts and a feeling of safety in our tiny world. We feel her protection and her love permeate our senses and enter into the pores of our skin. And we sense she is good and dependable, that our needs will be taken care of in such a way that makes us see ourselves as cherished and not a burden.

The communication between our mothers and us becomes a dance and a gently flowing wave on the ocean at night when all is calm. We search her eyes, observe her frown or smile, the tenseness of her body, and the pitch and tone of her voice. We become quickly attuned to her moods and she to ours. A connection is made and the bond grows with every gentle touch, every sung Lullaby, and warm bath that is given. When we make a sound, or complete a developmental task, she mirrors back to us we are loved, we are accepted, we are good. We learn to feel good about our bodies and ourselves. Our mothers mirror to us what is acceptable and not acceptable, what is good and what is bad. Her expressions tell us all we need to know. When we are older, we learn to walk and she becomes our cheering squad, our teacher, and our touchstone. Her love gives us the courage to wander out into  the world. At first we hesitate and we come back to our touchstone to get the reassurance that she is OK with our leaving and is there for us when we return. We learn to separate and we learn that we will not-self destruct.

With time, we learn to model after our mothers. We watch her dress and put on make-up, watch the way she moves and we want to be like her. Our mothers model for us what a woman is, how it feels to be a woman,  and what is acceptable behavior and not acceptable behavior for her gender. We observe and we listen. We get married, have children, and our mothers, if we are lucky, are there to help us pass on the legacy of how to be a woman.

Yu/stan/kema

The Ambiguity Of Change.

27 Monday Apr 2015

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Ambiguity of change, change done against your will, change you bring about., Gilmore Girls, Pinterest quote., Rory

All my life I have fought change in what ever form it took. I suppose that it was because I was born pre-mature. I had a twin that died while in the womb with me. For about sixty years, I have felt like some part of me had been missing. Then I found out about the twin who died, and it all started making sense to me. Being pre-mature, I spent my first month in the hospital in an incubator  I came home to an environment that was unpredictable and full of constant changes. There was alcoholism and drug addiction as well as domestic violence. By the time I was twenty-one, I had lived in eleven different places. That does something to your sense of security. Nothing was predictable or stable. I  learned that nothing is forever, and out of that came the belief that one must act, love, be all you can be, now, for it can disappear like smoke on the wind.

At a very young age, I learned a lot about loss. My way of dealing with it was to cut off from my emotions. I was very good at putting my feelings in a foot locker and closing the padlock. What I didn’t know back then, I know now. The feelings never went away. They just became stock piled up inside and they waited for the time of their release. I have had a great many changes over the last two years. Most of them against my will that I had to be dragged kicking and screaming through. I hate change but it is a fact of life. It is always a part of our lives whether we like it or not.

I am going through a change now, one of my making. I don’t want to change but I know some part of me has to in order to help myself become a better person. I need skills I don’t have, skills that would benefit me greatly and others close to me. The feelings are different this time. There is anxiety about leaving and whether I made a good decision. There is anxiety about starting with someone new and whether or not an old dog can learn new tricks (me). Anxiety about whether I have burned the bridge back from where I came from. My soul says you must. My heart says some thing different. Only time will tell whether this decision was good or bad. In the mean time, all I can do is wait and try my best. I hope and pray good will come from it.

Found on Pinterest on 4-22-15. Written by Rory, The Gilmore Girls.

Found on Pinterest on 4-22-15. Written by Rory, The Gilmore Girls.

Yu/stan/kema

Thoughts on Death.

23 Thursday Apr 2015

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death, Facebook timeline photo quote, GoodTherapy.org., Google+ photo., Mary Eliz Frye, poetry, Wiola W.

When death comes,

And  throws its arms around me,

Know the sun is not far behind.

The wind will lift my frail body,

And my soul will soon be free.

nfacebook -timeline-photo. 4-10-15. Author unknown

Facebook -timeline-photo. 4-10-15. Author unknown. GoodTherapy .org

Found on Google+ ;11-16-14. Wiola W. Also on Pinterest.com

Found on Google+ ;11-16-14. Wiola W. Also on Pinterest.com

See this as a sign:

Do not weep for me. 

Do not weep for me

Yu/stan/kema

” Do not stand at my grave and weep;

I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow                                                       .

I am the diamond glints on snow. 

 I am the sunlight on ripened grain

 I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s                                                                                               hush

 I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.

I am not there.  I did not die.”

Mary Elizabeth Frye.

The Difference.

21 Tuesday Apr 2015

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A difference, Google+ photo., no longer alone, people care, Pinterest quote., RS Becker

Today I was scared of the journey that lay ahead. I was alone and uncertain about my life. I was tired and wanted to stop, and take a rest.

Then out of the blue, I experienced a miracle. I became aware that people cared and people wanted the best, for me. That people were willing to take a chance on me, to believe in me. That has made all the difference.

Found on Pinterest 4-1-15

Found on Pinterest 4-1-15

Found on Google+ on 4-8-15. White   Crocus. RS Becker.

Found on Google+ on 4-8-15. White
Crocus. RS Becker.

Yu/stan/kema

She Was In The Process Of Becoming Herself.

20 Monday Apr 2015

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Found on Google + on 4-17-15. Written by J. Raymond. Linda Anne's photos.

Found on Google + on 4-17-15. Written by J. Raymond. Linda Anne’s photos.

Found on Google + on 4-15-15. Skyfall. Anthony M.

Found on Google + on 4-15-15. Skyfall. Anthony M.

What Kept Me Coming During The Difficult Times.

19 Sunday Apr 2015

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Abusive mothers, Difficult times, neglectful mothers, Pinterest quote., psychotherapy, Separation of past with present., transference

There are times when you come to a fork in the road. It’s hard to know which road to take and whether you are making the right decision. Times when all your knowledge, all the books you’ve ever read, cannot give you the answers. You want to understand what happened. What brought you to this point in time. You know you are too close to the situation to be objective. The emotions are too scrambled  to understand. You wonder if you are running away because the fear, pain, and anger became too much. Was it because you could not separate out, what was past in the present? Did perceived rejection of yourself tap so strongly into the past that it became impossible to separate out what was actually happening? Did the woman from my past, who took away one by one the very things that make a person trust, tap into the present and wipe out all the good?

Once upon a time,  a child loved nature and brought her mother a handful of flowers. The mother had been drinking and was depressed. The child wanted to see joy on her mother’s face. Her mother took the flowers and threw them into the trash. She said, ” I wish you had never been born.”

A child came for comfort when scared and hurt, to the mother she yearned to love. She received a blow and hurtful words. ” Stop giving me trouble,” the Mother said.

At the age of four, a child came for help in washing the clothes. She was told to do it herself. “Stop being a burden and  do it yourself.” The child screamed when her hand got caught in the wringer. Her mother slept as the neighbors came to help.

Did the past become triggered, by words in the present? If so, I could not overcome the past. I could not trust enough. I could not use reason to control these emotions. And so, I take a break. I come to the fork in the road. Not because I want to. I have to. For now, there is no other choice.

What kept me working with you when things got tough? You had this incredible ability to get me to talk, when no one else could.  I could sense the goodness inside of you. You were honest and very kind. You taught me how to feel authentic feelings and how to give voice to my emotions. You challenged me to think. You enabled me to cry, to stand up for myself and be assertive. You gave me focused attention. You listened, and at times, your words, your voice soothed me when I felt hurt, sad, or when I felt afraid. When you gave me feedback, it was helpful. You took me to a place I’d never been before, a place of safety. I am grateful for the time I worked with you. There were good times and difficult times. I grew. You were there for me when I needed help. Thank you for your time and your kindness.      ( Yu/stan/kema )

Found on Pinterest on 4-15-15.

Found on Pinterest on 4-15-15.

Growing Old Helps You See What Is Important In Life.

18 Saturday Apr 2015

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It really is amazing how our priorities change as we navigate the various stages of development in life. When we were babies, our main priorities were keeping our bodies warm,  getting milk or formula into our bodies, and staying close to mother so she could protect us and keep us safe. When we were two, we wanted to become our own person and make all the decisions important to us. When we were three, we wanted to do things our way, initiate activities. When we grew old enough to go outdoors and hang with kids from the neighborhood, our priority was to play, to find out who we were in our connections with others. After that, we focused on being productive, doing ok in school, and finding some way to distinguish ourselves from the rest of those around us. In junior high, we focused on making sense of our bodies, our thoughts, our emotions, our sexual identity, and exploring our connections with others. As time passed, our focus changed to finding or creating plans for the future: finding a job to meet the needs we felt were important to us., deciding on a career for ourselves, establishing our own identity separate from our parents and friends.

In our twenties, we focused on having fun, improving our work-related skills, finding someone to love and be loved by, solidifying who we believed ourselves to be, and finding friends to socialize with. We learned more about intimacy and the sacrifices it demanded from us. We focused on whether to have children or to invest more in our careers. In our thirties, we narrowed our priorities down to making money, establishing a name for ourselves in a career, and meeting the needs of family.

In our forties and fifties, we focused on just surviving from the mistakes we made, the disappointments that came from loving too much and too little. We learned that children separated from us and made their own way into the world, and sometimes we were left in their excitement to make their mark in life.

In our sixties, we focused on surviving all the losses that had accumulated over the years. We found that children move, sometimes far away, and that careers don’t last forever, and that we were not as irreplaceable as we had thought. We focused on  surviving the loss of a job, a routine, our emotional needs being met in a career we loved. We learned that death comes, old age happens to us, and serious illness can become a reality. We learned that friends die, even the ones we thought would live forever.

Found on Pinterest on 4-13-15.

Found on Pinterest on 4-13-15.

As we grow older, we realize that we wasted so much time on  priorities. In our youth, we failed to see  what really matters. Careers end. Jobs don’t last forever. Success and looks fade. Status and money can be lost in a day. Homes can be foreclosed upon and good health can change in a moment. It is when, the people we love the most die, that the light comes on and enlightenment occurs. We live and we die for people. What really matters is “who our hearts beat for.” The people we connect with is what matters in this world. People we share stories with, share our innermost thoughts and dreams with, and people who touch our hearts and hands with love. As we age, our memories are filled with people we have loved. When we die, our last thoughts will be of those who gave to us and cared for us. People, really do matter.

Yu/stan/kema

When The Heart, Mind, and Soul Are In Conflict.

18 Saturday Apr 2015

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Found on Pinterest on 4-15-15. www.livelifehappy.

Found on Pinterest on 4-15-15. http://www.livelifehappy.com

It is never easy making important decisions that will affect one’s life. The heart is the place where love dwells. It can have an extremely powerful influence on the decisions we make in the future. Love is a positive emotion and throughout history we have told ourselves that love can conquer all things, and can overcome any obstacles. Our experiences  teach us the power of love can do many things, but sometimes circumstances exist that are beyond what we can overcome. The mind is the seat of wisdom and truth. Most of us love truth and we would rather hear the reality of what actually is instead of believing a lie. The problem is, love feels good. It can lift us up. It can convince us that we are powerful.  Sometimes love blinds us to the truth.

That is why God made the soul and made it more powerful. It trump’s the heart and the mind.. It is the seat of our value system and houses the ethics and morals we hold dear. The heart and the mind communicate with the soul, but ultimately, the soul needs to have the final say. The soul is what keeps us on the right path. The soul drives us to be the best we can possibly be, and the soul cherishes beauty, wisdom, truth, and love. The soul connects us to God. When we make a good decision, our soul experiences a knowing. Love will try to influence the decision-making process. The mind also tries to convince the soul by using logic and reason. We have to allow our soul to guide us. When we do not, things often do not go as planned.

Yu/stan/kema

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