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A Mind Prone to Wander

Posted on by Lady Jaynes Reckonings
catching obsessive wandering thoughts

Research shows that the average person has 12,000 to 60,000 thoughts in a day. Out of 60,000 thoughts, 90% are repetitive. A third finding is that 47% of the time, our minds wander and typically is led to negative, ruminating thoughts. 

Why is this information so vital to survivors?

It makes a huge difference in the lives of those who have been abused or neglected. While in counseling or a recovery program, we retell the troubling occurrences. The goal is to gain insight and find a resolution.  We bring these dirty secrets out in the open, giving us a voice and validation, perhaps for the first time. This telling takes some of the power out of the trauma, making it more manageable. We, hopefully, come to realize we could not have prevented the abuse. Another goal is to realize that although we are symptomatic, it is no longer happening.

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Trauma and Silence

Posted on by Lady Jaynes Reckonings
“Both the cross and the lynching tree were symbols of terror, instruments of torture and execution, reserved primarily for slaves, criminals, and insurrectionists—the lowest of the low in society.”

Father Richard Shares……Today I share a contemplative poem from CAC friend and writer Felicia Murrell. Felicia’s words combine a deep awareness of God’s presence while clearly naming the collective trauma of police brutality and lynchings. It is worth remembering, as Black liberation theologian James Cone (1938–2018) points out, that the lynchings of African Americans and the crucifixion of Jesus share much in common: “Both the cross and the lynching tree were symbols of terror, instruments of torture and execution, reserved primarily for slaves, criminals, and insurrectionists—the lowest of the low in society.” [1] There is something about poetry that gives us permission to sit with the paradoxes of our pain, perhaps especially when addressing traumatic suffering. I invite you to read Felicia’s challenging words slowly, allowing your heart to break open to God’s love amidst the suffering of the world.

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