The Path Of The Survivor.

The Path Of The Survivor.


There is a path we take.

It is not a journey forward, but one that leads us back.

Back to the places we were first broken.

Back to the places we fear the most.

We resist it, fight it.

But on that path lies a trail of broken pieces. Splintered fragments of ourselves we left behind when they were too sharp to hold and cut us open. Back then we didn’t know how to stop the bleeding. So we left the pieces, scattered on the path, and continued on our journey.

Removed from the pain, but separated from ourselves.

But now, we must go back for those pieces.

For this is how we put ourselves back together.

This is how we become whole.

We gather the pieces we abandoned, and place them inside us where they always belonged.

Find courage, dear one, and tread upon the path. Pick up the broken pieces and hold them close. Remember the way they once cut your hands, yet no longer do, for now your hands are stronger and your skin is thicker and though scarred, you no longer bleed.

Feel the weight of the pieces in your hands and notice you are strong enough to carry that weight now. Turn them over, adjust them, move them, line them up. Make sense of them. Place them side by side. Repair them. Restore them. See the way they come together with cracks and lines and faults and imperfect edges that will never fit like they used to.

But see how they are once more made whole.

This is how broken things mend.

How broken people mend.

In flawed perfection.

It was never your fault you were so broken. It was never your fault you left so much of yourself behind. But now is the time to go back and pick up the pieces. Do not fear the path. You know the way, you have walked it before. It is your path. And these are your pieces. They belong to you. Pick them up and put them back together and place them inside your chest. Allow them to make you whole again as you were always meant to be.

Broken no more.

For this, dear one, is the path of the survivor.

Author: Kathy Parker

(With permission)

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  1. No absolutely not! What’s
    already done is done. There’s
    no going back or trying to fix
    and mend whatever’s broken,
    whatever’s lost. My future is
    not operating or functioning
    in my past mistakes or ex-
    periences. God’s forgiveness,
    grace, and mercy endures
    forever! Thank goodness and
    Heavens for that! Amen.

  2. As long as we remain humble and penitent in nature, we all can receive His forgiveness, grace, mercy, and the many blessings He has in store for each one of us! Amen and hallelujah!

  3. this is the most comforting thing i’ve ever read. it seems to me that most other people would rather not hear about our past wounds. i’ve journaled for years, written the same stories over and over, thrown away the old journals and started new ones. my adult daughters certainly don’t want to hear about the hurts done to me by their dad, and i understand that. but, go back, and pick up the pieces— i’m not sure just how to do that. i can see it’s a solo procedure, and clearly not journaling.

    maybe it’s not something physical we can do, but since i’m an artist, i might ruin a few canvases with this project—just go back and heal the old hurts with smears of paint. anybody else have advice on how to carry this out ?

  4. These words resonated so clearly and powerfully with my soul. Thank you. I am in the healing process of a profoundly painful life altering experience. These words are words I will take with me along my journey.

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