When ones body has been tore open and explored
for what is killing them, recovering mentally does take time.
I had to allow myself to Quit
I Need an Outlet before I allowed the PTSD to take over
My outlet has been my stones
I have something others find they want
Creativity
Now, I've always known I was quirky before my accident
What came out over the recovery process is Magical!
I've learned that Healing begins at the molecular level
Medications Suck
and When one learns to quiet themselves we learn to Listen.
I hear the melody
I feel the texture
I never know what exactly is going to come out of the stone
Until it's done
Do You know,
That since I allowed myself to leave Working Society
Since I have given myself the OK to Not Be what others Expected
I have found a way to heal myself & Others by selling my Creations
Before I quieted myself, I had lessons to learn
I worked helping others recover
I worked as a Nurses aide
Lifting, Transferring, feeding, clothing, Providing laughter
Conversations, pats on the backs to others who NEED to feel alive.
I Gave my heart and energy to those who were trying to continue their life.
Every day basic needs, I was there with a Song in my heart.
Happy to be there, Until my day came.
Being a helper and actually getting the chance to be in their shoes.
Good Lord I never want to be there again!
I had to save myself
My Stones saved me from my own mental hell
It was a good lesson
See more of my projects at
http://kybunker.webs.com/
K.B~
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