Tag: parental alienation

Projections

A blacked out IG landing page. The IG image in centre, a spiral of words used in the poem circles around. In red it reads: You are blocked

Fear
Projects condescension and spite

Grief
Projects anger and rage

Shame
Projects self righteousness

Guilt
Projects dehumanisation

The Projector burns holes into the slides
Self righteousness has been in too long

Truth
A new slide
Projected onto the narcissist
Desperate to quelch the flames

Mirror images are waiting
Alone
Mirages of former hope
Waiting
Dreaming
That one day
One day not too late
You turn
To look
Into
The mirror

Projections can be fierce both for the person who (often) unknowingly projects, as their perception of reality and relationships can be challenging to live with. And the projectee as they constantly are given aspects which are not part of their reality or identity. Becoming aware from both sides is important.

Parental Alienation

Artwork

Interacting through art
The only way to be part
Warped realities thwart
Truth in love apart

Until you come into yourself
These are the times that’ll help
To plant your feet in kelp
Entangle your roots back to your self

That be the time you understand
The breadcrumbs leading across all lands

Where always meant to be the way home
Through tears and joy–back to blood and bones

That’ll be the days of brave
When standing tall within yourself is save

Went to see stepchild's graduation exhibition. The only way for dad to interact. PA was visious, aggressive, full of lies and warped realities. Don't know how many times I wished we understood PA earlier.

Maybe Depression

Maybe depression
If you sleep twelve hours
And still are tired
And can’t wait for the evening to arrive
Although you just got up
Yet another day to get through

Yet another day

That’s not you
You are happy go lucky
You are relaxed
Undemanding
Thrifty
Funny
Warm
Smart and
Smartass
Caring
Cheeky
Passionate
Grateful
Always
Learning
Moving
Reinventing
Embracing life
Joy
The little moments

Yet another day is looming
You can’t bear to face
Another day
Where institutional abuse
Is perpetuated
By government bodies
By family court
Another day
The voice of a father is silenced

The louder that silence becomes
The louder is your pain

And I am scared
So scared
That maybe
That one day
Is a day
You won’t be able to face

Poem present

I was presented with a poem today by the lovely CLMOOC folk and in particular Kevin who wrote it for me.

Landscape of Parental Alienation

An ocean of tears
Millions of sand grains
A desert filled with pain

Insurmountable
A mountain of grief

Violent thunderstorms
Full of rage and hate

And then a ray of sunshine
Some warmth
Some hope
Lots of love
As the thunderstorm eases her grasp
Only to blow up again
Like the top of a volcano

That’s the landscape of parental alienation

Outer Hebrides: Divine Retribution

What else is bothering you
Other than that you cannot implement divine retribution
You asked me

But I was made for divine retribution
I held a fiery sword, and shield and wings so powerful they could slay
I crave justice

Outer Hebrides: Father and Son and …

The word content lodges in my brain. Like sticky willies in a deer’s fur. One is missing but always with us.

Outer Hebrides

The last two weeks were spend camping in the Outer Hebrides in Scotland. Whilst kayaking and walking there were many moments for reflections and insights, I am going to share in poetry and blog form. I am also really excited to share some of my experiments with you. Working with the environment we were in, I created a ‘Washed Away’ mini-series around themes that follow abuse, such as shame, and fear. And another one focusing on taking a closer look. Anyhow, I hope you enjoy the images and sounds, and laugh, cry and think with me as usual.

view from my kayak

Come home

There is no wall
There is no fence
There is no border

If you want to come home
All you need to do
Is walk in the right direction

There is no anger
There is no disappointment
There is no hate
Just love

If you want to come home
All you need to do
Is follow your heart

The door is always open
Be brave
To find your own path

Hermetic Priciples

As above so below
As within so outwith
As mother so father
Every cause has its effect
Every effect has its cause

Child your roots were never lost
Child your father never cross

Child stop playing a broken record

Child start listening to the truth

As within you hold the answers
And your soul knows but do you?