More from the Vault✨
A poem from 2002, a sketch from 2016, and more!
I am continuing to share from The Vault of writings, drawings, and other things I’ve created over the years.
So far, I’ve been focusing on Notebooks, Sketchbooks, and Journals from 2016-ish.
This was relatively early in my trauma healing process; I was juuust starting to learn how to navigate trauma symptoms.
With this process, I had (and continue to experience) a million and one revelations. Here is one:
The text reads:
Part of the good that comes from the unhealed parts rising to the surface is
I FEAR LESS NOW (when I’m present)
As I continue to peruse my stockpile of journals, etc- I found a couple pages where I wrote down quotes from a 2001/2002 journal.
Here’s images of both the quoted and original versions:
The original text reads:
1/12/02
I’d love to go on a trip to somewhere like England or Ireland. But OH! To get away!
Locked in a dungeon
deeper than deep
is
my soula bird calling outlonging to be free.
He knows not the time
nor does he care
He just
wantsyearns to gulp inthe sweet, fresh night air
I wrote this when I was 12- after my first two surgeries and before the two brain surgeries.
This week on Patreon, I will post a video talking more about the context of that time in my life, and do a little analysis of the poem.
I will end this week’s newsletter with a vibrant, colorful pastel sketch from 2016:
As I mentioned last week, I enjoy playing with color and it often leads to more curious, even playful, exploration.
Until soon,
Riv