The Beach

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The waves crash on the beach. Sometimes the crash is steady and never seem to stop, other times it's fairly irregular and the beach begins to prepare itself for the next set of crashes. Sometimes the waves crash hard and echo off the rocks, other times the waves are soft and playful. And sometimes the crashing doesn't only come from the raging sea but from the skies above and washes away the prints in the sand. The beach goes through so much, it never knows what to expect. And so I've built a seawall, but it's starting to crumble.

Maybe it's time to let the walls fall and embrace the waves of trauma.

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  1. NicholasApril 12, 2010 at 2:51 PM

    embracing trauma. that sounds... rough. shucks.

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  2. vercccccccccccioApril 12, 2010 at 3:43 PM

    hey kristinar human. i've found that experiencing our experience is essential for moving past it and can carve us deeper than we ever imagined if we can just embrace it as that. it hurts though.

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  3. TaraBApril 12, 2010 at 8:31 PM

    I called you today. I'd like to talk about these things sometime...

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