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11/10/2024 2 Comments

A Bridge Over Troubled Waters: Join the Journey of Healing

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Suspended in the air.
Hypervigilance mixed with commitment.
Committed to becoming a better form of self.
What lives inside wants to be free.
May God show us all The Way.


Sometimes, we find ourselves suspended between where we are and where we want to be.
For over 13 years, I've worked with incarcerated youth, and it's a role that requires a heightened sense of awareness, a state of constant vigilance. At times, I feel suspended in that world—between the demands of my work and my longing for peace, comfort, and relaxation. I'm living in a season where I sense that more is coming, but it hasn't arrived yet. This tension, this space of waiting, can be challenging to navigate, especially when the path forward feels unclear.
Yet, within this space, a desire for freedom lives inside me, yearning to be released. We all carry that longing. We're thankful for what we have, guided by faith to be content in abundance and scarcity. But there's also a whisper inside us—a desire for more, a need to break free from the weight we carry. My journey led me to create Get Your S.H.I.T. Together, a bridge for anyone seeking more from life, a way to release what holds us back and move forward with renewed strength.


A Bridge Over Troubled Waters
I envisioned this book as a bridge over troubled waters because it's meant to connect with readers navigating pain points in life. Each page encourages you to reflect, sit with your thoughts, and—most importantly—to write. Writing has become my place to lay down my burdens and release emotions that otherwise stay trapped inside. Over the years, my writer's notebook has transformed into a safe, brave space. Recently, I revisited a poetry book I wrote in 2015 and realized that while some pain points remain, they don't weigh me down as they once did. This realization, this transformation, is the power of writing, and it's a power I want to share with you.
I don't slip into bouts of depression the way I used to; I recover more quickly now.
This book and the act of writing have been part of that healing journey for me.


Finding Strength, Hope, Intentions, and Tenacity
Each part of S.H.I.T. (Strength, Hope, Intentions & Tenacity) has shown up differently in my journey, and I know they will for you, too. Strength is something I tap into daily, especially when times get hard. That strength comes from hope—a hope rooted in my faith, trusting God for the unseen. With hope, I find the courage to pursue my goals intentionally, even in the face of obstacles. Tenacity keeps me going on days when nothing seems to change or when those around me aren't on the same page. I want my readers to connect deeply with hope because we lose our footing without it.
​Hope gives us something to hold onto; with it, we can tap into our strength, intentions, and resilience on the healing journey.


Your Notebook as a Place to Lay Down Burdens
We're not meant to take this journey of healing and growth alone. I'm looking for a community of writers—people ready to put in the work, share their stories, and lean on one another for support. Just as Get Your S.H.I.T. Together has been a bridge for me, I want it to be a bridge for you, a way to lay down your burdens and make space for healing. Your notebook can be your safe space, just as it has been for me, a place where you can explore, reflect, and write your way to clarity. Together, we can create a supportive community where we lift each other through the words we share and the experiences that connect us.
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Join the Journey
I invite you to start your own healing journey. Buy Get Your S.H.I.T. Together—A Journey of Strength, Hope, Intentions, and Tenacity, and discover the power of writing to unlock your strength, hope, intentions, and tenacity. Let's create a community of resilience and growth where we lift each other through the words we share and the experiences that connect us. Grab your notebook, and let's begin. Your journey starts now.
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Nicole Bowles
11/10/2024 07:32:42 pm

My first notebook entry(Thank you):
For the first time in a long while, I finally feel a sense of relief. The stresses of daily life—juggling work, motherhood, and everything else—haven’t disappeared, but they’ve become more manageable, less burdensome.
A few months ago, I faced a life-changing decision, one that would not only affect my life but also the lives of my sons. For so long, I suppressed my true feelings to keep everyone around me comfortable. I found myself on a hamster wheel, going through the motions of daily routines, almost feeling like a robot. When I did try to express myself, it often led to arguments that made me wish I’d kept quiet. I hated confrontation, so I would avoid it at all costs. To escape, I took the long way home from work, made extra trips to the store, even planned a solo birthday trip to Jamaica, hoping that time away would provide the answers I was searching for. But when I came back, everything backfired. I was accused of acting as if I were single just because I wanted to be alone.
The emotional weight I’d been carrying started to manifest physically—headaches, stomach aches, body aches. It was as if all my suppressed emotions were leaking out. Then, when faced with a tough decision, I saw my opportunity to break free. It was scary, uncomfortable, but I had a plan and, with focus, I made it through to the other side.
It’s still fresh and new, and my mind sometimes wonders about what could have been, but I now feel relieved. The pressures are still there, but they are my own, not imposed by anyone else. My nights are now restful instead of restless. Now, the mission is to, as perfectly worded by Dee, get my S.H.I.T. together—get back into the gym, prioritize my health, start saving money, deepen my faith in God, and be the best mom I can be to my sons.

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Chrysalix link
11/11/2024 06:32:53 am

I didn’t think it would take this long to get my S.H.I.T. together. My husband passed away 4 years ago and I feel like every day since has been jam packed with stages of grief because I’ve been on this nonstop search for healing. I chased waterfalls and ended up jumping off of a cliff of grief tumbling into rocky rapids winding through a rollercoaster of emotion…climbing to steep expectations with denial only to fall into depression spirals and ignite myself in pits of anger. Bargaining on a logic with a lost faith to dare to live…to be a survivor. And I hear people saying that everyone heals in their own time but I’m exhaustingly nauseous of this roller coaster ride. And I’ve been suspended in these loops only finding balance and focus in writing songs and composing music. And I have been stalling. Holding out for hope that one day I will be healed and I can help others with my success story. But I hesitate when it is time to emerge from the chrysalis. Because I do not feel healed. And I do not feel successful. I still feel loss and I still feel lost. I feel insane like a mad hatter that is late for my own life. Like a butterfly emerged too soon with weary wings from fluttering about too long. And I can’t seem to let go of anything. Because I feel like I need everything to compensate for the feeling of losing everything. Because the more I try to heal from losing him, the more I realize I lost myself long before he left me. I am what I have forgotten. And I do not want my loss to be my story. So I sing in solitude echoing the only essence that was ever truly me…the melody. I don’t know what comes next on this journey to find the me I never knew because I never knew she was lost. The me that needs to heal from open wounds I discover under more recent scars. But I know that this book my sister Dee wrote has lit a fire greater than the pits of anger I have been smoldering in. And finding my STRENGTH…And fueling my HOPE and learning from my mistakes with INTEGRITY…I must have the TENACITY to not only share my story, but to create the soundtrack, the stage and the spotlight for others to share their metamorphosis.

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