Dance baby, Dance baby
One, two, three
Step, clap, step, clap
Head bopping, shaking side to side
Get out of my head!
Hands thrashing in circles,
From the ashes, I will rise!
Hop forward and backward,
Plan of attack coming forth,
Just one more dance,
Boxer’s stance, fists up,
Are you ready?
Come on, want to fight?
Light on my toes,
Picking up speed,
Fire in my eyes,
Get out of my head!
Seeking light in the darkness,
I will only ask once nicely,
Leave pretty please,
With a cherry on top!
(To the Ladies of Pine Lodge, Timberline Knolls)
A place of change,
The girls in lodge,
A part of the
journey of healing.
Together they provided,
Strength, Wonder, Hope
And Honesty…
So many attributes of growth.
Pine Lodge provided,
A safe place for some,
Even though,
It is truly a safe place.
Many of us struggled,
And ran away
from ourselves,
Remembering trauma or dissociation or fear.
Trauma is real,
Not everything is life comes easily,
There is purpose in the learning,
It hurts,
It tears you apart,
Part of recovery,
Is putting the pieces together,
And fixing the shattered heart,
with Gold.
We are changed,
We are bold,
We are strong,
We are becoming whole.
One day at a time…
It is a beautiful process,
We all stop running,
We are filled with love,
To face new beginnings.
The goodness in the valleys and the mountains.
Brokenness,
Recovery,
Learning,
Becoming a sisterhood.
-KI-
(To the Ladies of Pine Lodge)
Code greens, Code searches, Chaos
I do not fully comprehend
Even I ran.
Dissociated,
And tried to hide in the forest
Because I thought
I was safer there.
Trauma and ED are real.
It is a part of our stories
At Pine Lodge.
Sometimes we do not know
what is in front of us.
We rise.
We climb.
We are challenged.
And we face the storm.
We are strong.
We are the Ladies of Pine Lodge
Summer/Fall 2020
Letting go…
Changing into a beautiful masterpiece.
Day by Day,
We give of ourselves
Minute by minute.
Take a deep breath,
Embrace the moment,
There is a beautiful world ahead of you!
We’ve got this!
No matter what,
The fight within and around us,
We are emptied,
Then filled with sweet love.
-KI-
That loud sound,
It vibrates throughout your body,
Shaking uncontrollably,
Is He here?
The plateau of tomorrow,
Daisies and butterflies,
If only, to smile,
To climb,
To strip the talons off,
Because I’m getting out of this hell,
One breath, Each step with Him,
Damn it. Keep going. Don’t stop.
I can’t breathe…
There’s fire in the hole.
Tink, tink, think, tink…
Scratch, scratch, scratch…
Burrowing, wet, cold, dank dark…
Whisps of air skips across my face…
Vulnerability.
Allowing Poppa in this place,
To be with me.
The journey through inpatient care,
To find that He doesn’t run away,
Rather He is the light in the darkness.
The only way to get out of this space…
The dirty dungeon and the grim,
Is to walk, to grow in that space to step into the light and walk with Him.
He is so proud of me and you,
To be brave, to trust Him, to say Poppa,
I love you very much.
I am not alone after this retreat.
You are here with me,
To continue the adventure ahead.
To be vulnerable as stated before.
This is a place of recovery and healing.
Don’t be afraid little girl…
Talitha koum!
Covered with His feathers is where I remain.
Much love to you as well.
Breathe.
Krysten.Ivey 