Prayer for Emotional Healing

Dear Heavenly Father, Jesus and The Holy Spirit, 
You see my heart. You see every broken part inside of me. The pain. The anguish. The loneliness. The things that I’m unable to heal on my own. 
Comfort me. Fill me with your love, your presence, your spirit. Make me whole in you. Reside in my heart, filling all of the broken spaces inside of me with your love and grace. 
Heal my emotional wounds. Help me to love as though I have never been hurt. Surround me with your presence as a constant reminder that I am never alone. Provide me supernatural comfort reminding me that I’m always loved and cared for. 
Show me that I am yours. Put my heart back together, using your love as the glue. 
In the name of Jesus, 

Amen

Using Anxiety as a Tool for Self Awareness

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Anxiety robs you of your joy, disrupts your mental state and can wreak havoc in your life and relationships with family and friends. When you suffer from anxiety, simple tasks become extremely overwhelming. Anxiety, in any of its forms, is not fun to deal with, and can be very painful physically, emotionally and mentally. 

All of this being said, I have discovered that I can use anxiety and anxious feelings to my advantage, as a tool for self awareness. Viewing anxiety as a tool for self awareness and a benefit, instead of a hindrance, has helped me to move past moments of anxiety with gratitude and ease, and has enabled me to regain emotional stasis much quicker. I am providing my steps for using anxiety as a tool of emotional awareness, below, and hopefully they will prove to be beneficial in your journey of health and happiness. 

  • I acknowledge the anxious feelings or thoughts, and ask myself why I’m having them. This helps me to trace the root cause, for example, I may feel anxious about an appointment, I’m not worried about going to the appointment but after asking myself some probing questions, I discover that I am feeling overwhelmed with my current schedule and this appointment is just the icing on my overbooked day.
  • After discovering the root cause, I realize that my body is sending messages of anxiety telling me that I need to slow down and take a break. I then look to see if there is a way to reschedule the appointment for a less busy day, cancel or reschedule any other engagements or any other options for making breathing room in my schedule.
  • In the event that I cannot change my schedule in any way, as far as commitments go, I remove something else on my to do list, a chore or errand that can be done another day.
  • I commit to taking 10 minutes to myself to breathe and recenter.  I like to use affirmations to bring my thoughts back to the present and promote mental positivity. I go internal and talk with my body, mind and emotions, letting it know that I appreciate it speaking up to get my attention so I can give myself what I need. I also visualize physically releasing the anxious feelings and thoughts and replacing these feelings and thoughts with feelings of peace, safety and calm 

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Different situations call for different measures, but being patient with myself while I have anxious feelings and accepting them as a way to be more aware of how I feel, and as a path way to positive solutions, has helped me out tremendously. Anxiety has proven to be a wonderful teacher of self awareness. 

The Healing Abilities of Gentleness, Kindness, and Love

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Healing, in all of its forms, takes time. The healing process from deep wounds mentally, or emotionally, can be very painful and need to be dealt with head on, with love, kindness and gentleness.

Most do not view or treat themselves with love and kindness, when dealing with emotional or mental wounds and instead push themselves to get past the wound, instead of bearing with themselves in love and support while the healing occurs. When I was deep in the midst of postpartum depression, which I suffered after all three of my births, I made the mistake of trying to push myself through it. I would tell myself that I just needed to keep moving, to shake it off, to pretend like it wasn’t as debilitating it was, and to act normal and speed up my healing, when all I really wanted to do was slow down and rest. I also blamed myself for a mental disorder that I had no control over and that I did not inflict upon myself. I didn’t give myself what I needed to heal, and I wasn’t kind to myself during the process for a very long time.

Mental wellness is essential to a life well lived and to overall health and satisfaction, but the importance of mental wellness is generally overlooked, as we live in a society where it is not appropriate to slow down and take care of ourselves. We are encouraged to take care of others, but very rarely, are we encouraged to take care of ourselves for our own wellbeing and benefit. It wasn’t until I asked myself the tough questions and really took the time to listen, did I realize the error of my ways. I realized that my brain had endured many traumatic events throughout its lifetime, including the hormonal and chemical changes during and after pregnancy, and it needed to rest. I realized that healing is not something that can be rushed, nor should it ever be rushed. The lack of kindness that I had received during my lifetime, led me to treat myself with harshness and I had to teach myself how to speak encouragingly, kindly and lovingly to myself, something that comes natural to me when interacting with others, but didn’t come easily when I interacted with myself.  This negative self talk was magnified by the depression and would take me into a vicious cycle of feeling unworthy and worthless.

I began to make the conscious decision to notice when things weren’t coming easy to me due to my mental state, for example I was more forgetful and had a hard time forming sentences that described the way I was thinking, and treat myself with extra gentleness and kindness in these moments. I began to tell myself it was okay that I couldn’t remember things as well, and that it wasn’t a big deal, I was still healing and, even if I had a long way to go,  I had come a very long way. I could feel my self esteem increasing with every positive conversation that I had with myself.

I am still making positive self talk a habit. I am still learning and I am a work in progress, but I have gained the ability to notice when negative self talk is occurring, be able to pinpoint if it is being magnified by any current stressors and reroute the conversation to a positive perspective. When I find myself speaking to myself negatively, I stop and apologize to myself and offer myself forgiveness, because I deserve to forgive myself and begin anew. Being kinder to myself, has given me the ability to be even more kind and patient to the people around me, especially my loved ones. Treating yourself with kindness, gentleness and love is a gift, and it is a gift that you deserve to both give and receive.

When Momming Gets Tough

“The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit, A broken and a contrite heart— These, O God, You will not despise.”
Psalms 51:17 NKJV

As a mom it feels like there are some days that just bring you to your knees. And not even just one day in our continuous parade of constant motion, but sometimes, it’s several days strung together where you feel like you just can’t go on. You’re so tired. There’s so much to be done. And you want to enjoy the moments and not just rush through them, but there doesn’t seem like there is time for a break. Not when you have little people clinging to your every limb, word and heart string. Little people who absolutely need you in every single way and are pretty much helpless without you. Even going to the bathroom does not provide solace of time alone, because there is a little person screaming looking for you, or trying to bust the door down or heck, even sitting on your lap while you pee.

At the end of these days, cooking dinner can feel like you’re climbing Mount Everest, and you pass out in bed just to wake up and do it all over again. Relentless. That is a great word to describe motherhood. It doesn’t stop, doesn’t pause, doesn’t give you the moments that you so desperately need sometimes to just sit and catch your breath. In these moments it’s so easy to want to succumb to the feelings of overwhelm, to just cry, because it all feels too much. But in these moments we are the perfect living sacrifices to our wise and benevolent Father, for we realize that our strength just isn’t good enough.

Our strength isn’t enough to lift us up and give us what we need to carry on, for if it was we wouldn’t get to the impossible place of overwhelm that we so often find ourselves in.
The days when we feel like we are just barely keeping ourselves afloat, are days that we should rejoice for everything that is making us feel this way. For we are being humbled. Our spirits and hearts are being broken, to help us to realize how much we need Jesus and how He can help us if we cast our cares onto Him. We realize that God can work best through us when we are not in the way, and just as we will always do anything for our babies, we are God’s babies and He will do anything for us. That includes carrying us when we need to be carried and offering us a rest in Him that cannot be achieved elsewhere.

I believe motherhood is designed to make us lean on God so that our children can lean on us. Being a mother is a job that we can not do on our own and we absolutely need the help of God to do. We must allow God to take care of us, so that we can take care of others and to do this, we must be humbled.