The yOni women's cyber circle
In sharing our story much healing is possible
This is a
circle for women
to share their stories.
Happy or sad, simple or
profound. Words from
the heart reach out to
touch the hearts
The first few sentences of each woman's story are shown below.
To read on click on the sentences shown.
If you would like to share your story with the circle please
it to us via e-mail.
The smell of
that lethargic stand of great trees, rich and black, filled
me with an unfamiliar sense of safety and belonging. Old growth
on a lake in northern Michigan was a once-a-year sanctuary for
me when I was a little girl.
33 years for some lessons to reach the soul...Superfluous
pain wracks the body, while the soul tries to accomplish its
aim: to figure out what to aim AT. A mind, brilliant - not as
in a steady brilliance that can be seen by all, but as in bursts
of blinding light - cannot maintain a focus for long enough
to reach a dream.
A recent experience I've
had between two friends who are a couple and have come in between
me and a new guy I started dating. My new man is a friend of
theirs and I have seen him in the group on quite a few occasions.
I recently have had a major
awakening that I would like to share. I am in a new relationship
with a man after being on my own after my separation for four
A painted white stick has been
my inspiration in life recently. It hangs in my bedroom where
I can see it when I wake. A friend of mine sent it to me by
Four thirty am in
the middle of a hot summer. A white plastic crate of books lay
next to my small twin sized bed, books full of trashy romances
and trite mysteries left for me by my sister as she went to
camp. I devoured them, knowing that as soon as she returned
she would no longer allow me to share in these words, but instead
horde them for herself, guarding whatever secrets of love and
rites of passage they held.
This story is of
a past life recall that has answered many questions in my battle
with endometreosis. I have fought this disease since I was very
young, (around 14) and finally, with the remergence of a tribal
past life I understand...
In keeping with the theme
of 'healing the inner child', each of us I believe has an inner
daughter, the kid in us who was neglected, hurt, loved, spontaneous,
scared, angry, etc. but above all, maybe,misunderstood by even
well-meaning parents. To nurture this inner daughter within
me, here are some of the things I'd say or do to heal the child
At the ripe old age of 15
, I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. His father and I chose
to bring this life into the world and to get married as well.
So there I was trying to raise my child yet I was but a child
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