In the hour of twilight,
the soft, idyllic scent of
lilac inundates the air with
a soothing aroma. Stars
twinkling, small sparks of
light in the suffocating dark.
As colors fade, losing light,
A veil of gray takes over.
Lurking, luminous eyes glow
like thht sun. Fireflies
flash in the night, glimmering,
acting as guiding lights, shining
with a luminescent brilliance,
Uneasy silence, foreshadowing
most sinister violence. Invisible
paint brushes ravage with blacks
and blues, leaving only ruins. The Night.
sky’s bruises will heal when the
sun returns. No wonder they call
it the dead of night. Breathe in the
atmosphere of dreams that gather
in your head instead of your lungs,
awaiting to be played back as you lie in your bed. Things to
be dreamed, but never to be told. It’s like the night is co-
ntagious. The sky’s pain reflects back, mirroring the
darkness we feel inside ourselves. The very de-
We have all struggled with losses of attachment some manner or another. Secure attachments are essential in establishing intimate connections with others. Based on earlier experiences with our caregivers, we associate our past encounters and relationships with prominent figures when establishing new social connections. Whether abuse, neglect, death of a loved one, or other forms of trauma, we may be inclined to develop insecure and unhealthy attachments or bonds with others. Insecure attachments impair our ability to be intimately in tune and vulnerable.
In the novel, Healing The Emotional Self, Engel indicates that negative messages, experiences and how we interpret those occurrences can disrupt our current level of personal, social and family functioning and reframe our thought process and content¹. Healthy attachment is ultimately what we strive for and is an ever-seeking soulful fulfillment; however life happens and we are predisposed to develop skewed and distorted views triggering from absence of praise, validation and negative parental or spousal messages.
¹Engel, Beverly. Healing Your Emotional Self. Hoboken, N.J.: John Wiley, 2006. Print.
Written By: Jaquita Shorts, LAMFT
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