Strength & feelings


by Sophie Strachan

We don’t always have to be strong to be strong. Sometimes, our strength is expressed in being vulnerable. Sometimes, we need to fall apart to regroup and stay on track.
We all have days when we cannot push any harder, cannot hold back self-doubt, cannot stop focusing on fear, cannot be strong.
There are days when we cannot focus on being responsible. Occasionally, we don’t want to get out of our pajamas. Sometimes, we cry in front of people. We expose our tiredness, irritability, or anger.
Those days are okay. They are just okay.
Part of taking care of ourselves means we give ourselves permission to “fall apart” when we need to. We do not have to be perpetual towers of strength. We are strong. We have proven that. Our strength will continue if we allow ourselves the courage to feel scared, weak, and vulnerable when we need to experience those feelings.
Today, God, help me to know that it is okay to allow myself to be human. Help me not to feel guilty or punish myself when I need to “fall apart.”



Sophie Strachen

Too often, we try to gain a clear perspective before it is time.
That will make us crazy.
We do not always know why things are happening the way they are. We do not always know how a particular relationship will work out. We do not always understand the source of our feelings, why we’ve been led down a particular path, what is being worked out in us, what we are learning, why we needed to recycle, why we had to wait, why we needed to go through a time of discipline, or why a door closed. How our present circumstances will work into the larger scheme of events is not always clear to us. That is how it needs to be.
Perspective will come in retrospect.
We could strain for hours today for the meaning of something that may come in an instant next year.
Let it go. We can let go of our need to figure things out, to feel in control.
Now is the time to be. To feel. To go through it. To allow things to happen. To learn. To let whatever is being worked out in us take its course.
In hindsight, we will know. It will become clear. For today, being is enough. We have been told that all things shall work out for good in our life. We can trust that to happen, even if we cannot see the place today’s events will hold in the larger picture.
Today, I will let things happen without trying to figure everything out. If clarity is not available to me today, I will trust it to come later, in retrospect. I will put simple trust in the truth that all is well, events are unfolding as they should, and all will work out for good in my life—better than I can imagine.

Freedom from Compulsive Disorders

S. Strachen

Thank you for keeping me straight yesterday. Please help me stay straight today.
—paraphrased from Alcoholics Anonymous
When I first began my recovery from codependency, I was furious about having to begin another recovery program. Seven years earlier, I had begun recovery from chemical dependency. It didn’t seem fair that one person should have to address two major issues in one lifetime.
I’ve gotten over my anger. I’ve learned that my recoveries aren’t isolated from one another. Many of us recovering from codependency and adult children issues are also recovering from addictions: alcoholism, other drug dependency, gambling, food, work, or sex addiction. Some of us are trying to stay free of other compulsive disorders—ranging from caretaking to compulsively feeling miserable, guilty, or ashamed.
An important part of codependency recovery is staying clean and free of our compulsive of addictive behaviors. Recovery is one big room we’ve entered called healthy living.
We can wave the white flag of surrender to all our addictions. We can safely turn to a Power greater than ourselves to relieve us of our compulsive behavior. We know that now. Once we begin actively working a program of recovery, God will relieve us of our addictions. Ask God each morning to help us stay free of our addictions and compulsions. Thank God for helping us the day before.
Today, God, help me pay attention to all my recovery issues. Help me know that before I can work on the finer points of my recovery, such as my relationships, I must be free of addictive behaviors.

Thanks to Sophie for sharing on Facebook

Love Begins With ME

Maybe it is innate or maybe we just want to think it is. We are always seeking to be loved by someone else when we don’t even love ourselves. Does it make any sense though? I mean, realistically how do we expect someone else to love us when we are merely tolerating our own behaviors?

After searching for many years and NEVER seeming to find anyone that was good enough I realized that it was myself that was not giving enough loving to me and so I decided to change that. To get love you portray love!

I am a positively beautiful creation of love and I aspire to be a giver of raw, natural, untamed love.

Love Positive Women: Romance Starts At Home, is active primarily between February 1st – 14th but I promise to love me all year round by starting from a place of love  within myself.

See more of LPW at: Love Positive Women: Romance Starts At Home

Queen On The Rise

I am a phenomenal woman

A beautiful woman

I have been hurt but I am strong beyond measure

I am a survivor

With strength and determination

I am loving, caring and blessed

And I will make it through rough times

NOTHING can hold me down!


I am alive! Amen

I am a force for good

Force for WHIV

And a force for God

I am worthy of love and happiness

I am alive and I am determine


My name is SK

And I am a queen

And I Rise


He is Hurting Me

“HE IS HURTING ME” By Sharon Cooper.

Have you no eyes?

Have you no ears?

Have you no heart?

He is hurting me.

No eyes to see my tears.

No ears to hear my cry.

No heart to feel my pain.

He is hurting me.

I ran to the Police Station for protection

The Police “said” “woman a luv de man luv yuh”

My eyes speak with tears,

Officer He is hurting me.

I run to my family for support.

They say “Sandy a yuh du sum ting wrong”

My voice cry, Family can’t you see,

He is hurting me.

I run to the Church for comfort.  The Church is so busy praising God

They feel the pain in my heart, while he is hurting me.


I cringe at nights, as he lay behind me, pretending to be asleep.

Not longing for his touch.

He whisper in my ear.” Babes me luv yuh”

Thoughts of helplessness.

Thoughts of worthlessness, rushing through my mind.

No place to go. No one to turn to.

Wishing that the night would never end.

Praying that the sun would never shine.



Today as I listen the news on the radio,

Another woman has been murdered by her spouse.

I think to myself, am I next?


My eyes speak with tears, but no one sees.

My voice cry in pain, but no one hear.

My heart hurt with pain, but no one feel.

Once again I cry.

Can somebody please help me.?

Can somebody please help me?

Can somebody please help me?


HIV Dilemma

Hello HIV!

Pull up a chair and sit down.

There is something I must say to you;

So listen as I share with you.


HIV you entered into my life because I opened up the doors,

Times past you not only made me sad, you made me mad!

ART you have me on,

Causing my family to stigmatize and scorn me.

Word circulating causing people to discriminate me in my community.


Now I accept that you, HIV, won’t leave

So to you I will cleave.

You almost took my joy away;

But that was then and this is now.


HIV you no longer scare me!

Body fluids I choose not to share.


HIV come celebrate along with me!

On World AIDS Day you make me a celebrity…

Grandma Goodaz! I am well you see.

Fabulous and living MY life to the fullest with you my partner, HIV.

Poetry Piece By Sharon Cooper