Friday, 17 September 2010

A Place of Healing

The new healing room is finished, and today I was able to put up some posters, stack books on the shelfs, and arrange some polished stones and ornaments. It’s been an epic journey. Originally this room was supposed to be my bedroom with adjoining ensuite. I started the project in 2000 when I was still laying drains.

I spent the next five years in and out of court trying to save two daughters from an abusive mother. She had sexually abused both girls and it wasn’t until the girl’s half-brother, after he had touched children inappropriately at pre-school, was interviewed by JAB detectives and social workers from The Department of Child Services that the authorities believed me and my daughters. Every fortnight, for five years, after their weekend visit I returned my children to a monster.

This was the reason I stopped karate and closed my dojo, and I’m certain the stress contributed to my illness. I’m sure that I could fill five hundred pages with this saga, but I’ll let sleeping dogs lie. I will say this: the system in place to protect children, and the judiciary system in this country failed. The monster married a policeman and illegally gained access to supposedly closed files. The police, agents of Children Services, counsellors, teachers, psychiatrists, and family members ignored the obvious. No one was punished.

I’d not meant to visit this memory, but everything has a history, and nothing is ever as it seems. The space that was the headquarters for the longest battle is now a place of healing. The battle cost me my health, almost bankrupted us, and at the precipice of a new life my partner, the one person who had supported me, and I separated. My daughters now don’t speak to me, and I’m a weekend father again.

I have a new life, a purpose, and a dream, but I wonder what I’d see if I was on the healing table. Life is a mystery.

While blue tacking some angel prints on the wall I felt shivers running up my back, I smiled, and in my mind said, “I love you, all of you.” Spirit replied, “We love you too.” The voice was silky and as sexy as the one Sandra Bullock uses in my dreams. Love is the emotion you feel in the healing room, but it’s an emotion richer because of the life we have led.

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8 comments:

  1. Hi Simon,
    Even the photos of your healing room are filled with love. I can feel it. :)

    When you said this, "Love is the emotion you feel in the healing room, but it’s an emotion richer because of the life we have led," I got goosebumps. There is so much meaning in that sentence. And, this is reflected in your post, too. The life you have lived has made you who you are today. Thank you for sharing your journey with the readers of your blog. You're helping so many by sharing your life's journey.

    Much love to you and your family, Simon.
    ~xo

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  2. Lovely site, lovelier vibrations! Cheers...

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  3. The rooms look very peaceful. Where do you sleep though, since this was planned to be your bedroom?

    So sorry to hear all the trials you've been through.

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  4. This room looks like it is filled with peace, love, and inspiration. Thank you for sharing your journey. You have inspired me with your blog. Bumpy roads can lead to smoother paths.

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  5. Welcome Odin, lovely to see you here.

    Helen, we have 3 bedrooms upstairs, and now another two downstairs.

    Hi Miss Lawrence, thanks for visiting. Smoother paths, yes please!

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  6. Lori, I almost missed you. Thanks for the love.

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  7. Oh Simon,
    You said it so well..
    What a beauty filled room..Your room is blessed as is this part of your journey..You will touch as many people as you wish..
    What you'd ultimately see if you were on the table, is exactly what you share with others...peace, joy, love, hope, healing..

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  8. Hi Simon .. a powerful story - and one that continues everywhere sadly .. an experience that will not be forgotten, or should be .. as we need to be reminded that these sorts of things occur.

    Fortunately you have been called and have found amazing strength through your healing work .. life is simply just not easy - but by sharing it can certainly send hope out.

    Your room looks very peaceful and full of hope - so pleased to have seen it .. all the best with the trip .. Hilary

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