Thursday, December 19, 2013


Ed 1967
Only by learning to dream again can one find solace for a shattered soul so deeply wounded that they feel like a mistake.

You may want to go back to the second blog entry and read it. It was published on 2/15/05 as "I Am A Mistake".

After reading the above blog entry, you may come to the conclusion that I am the last person in the world you should be reading.  I said I was a mistake. What I did not say is that I don't have to stay that way.  There are answers to healing the wounds of trauma.

I can't say that drugs do much good.  Legal or otherwise.  Counseling has limitations that make it so unlikely to be helpful I will not even say I consider it of real value.  Mental health professionals hold too much legal power over you to ever have a relationship with enough depth to it to really be helpful.  (These are my opinions and I am not saying they are scientific fact or the ultimate truth.)

What can help?  A good partner and a spiritual life that works for you.  Also, it is important to become a person who reaches out their hand to others.  My wife is my best "drug" and if I had not had a deep grounding in theology and philosophy I would be dead by now.  To that I owe my father even if I also owe him no thanks for his constant disapproval.

I am saying you can look inward at your soul and learn to know you are good because you are.  The fact you are a human being gives you rights among which is to tell your own story your way.

For a starting point I can say Ed is good because Ed is. 

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