The Healing Place

There is a place that we can go

that lives down deep inside.

A place where pieces of ourselves

are tucked away; they’re left behind.

We buried them when we were young,

they were more than we could bear.

And so we pushed them down inside,

trying hard to leave them there.

That awful time when grandpa passed

or when daddy went away.

The lonely nights of wondering

if he might come home to stay.

The fact that no one would ever talk

about the screaming late at night

or that mom was passed out on the floor

after getting that DUI.

The knowing that the kids at school

were having parties for everyone,

parties that we could never have

our house was no place for fun.

And so we shuffled through our days

working hard to carry on,

pushing down the loneliness,

the wanting to belong.

Avoiding painful memories

whenever they came too near.

We couldn’t stand to wake up

all that buried pain and fear.

And so we lived our lives, moving

as we could through every day

and wondered why we were so depressed,

why we struggled to make our way.

Its easy to think we are the problem,

that its all up in our head,

that maybe things will get better

with the right therapy or meds.

But our head is not the place of hope,

where healing can be found.

Instead its just a winding stream of

anxious thoughts that bring us down.

There is a place that we can go

when we are ready to move on.

That buried place inside ourselves

that we haven’t been to in so long.

Our bodies have a wisdom

we were never taught to hear,

deep waters beyond our thinking mind,

a place we’re not meant to fear.

Getting there is quite easy,

we don't have far to go.

Just shift your focus from

your head to your body down below.

Awareness leads you down the path

to that place that is so dear,

your body has a message there

that only you can hear.