Nothing Happens Overnight

After I graduated from undergraduate and landed an RN position at my place of employment, I moved out of my mother’s and house and found an apartment right off highway 70. During this period of stillness, I started researching child sexual abuse and incest. I learned about child sexual abuse prevalence, risk factors, and short and long term consequences.

I continued to learn more about America’s history, including the treatment of all women. Here is an excerpt from Bent Not Broken, my memoir on what I learned from my sexual abuse experience and how I found my healing path:

“The act of anyone forcing his or her will on another human being, violating the ethical, moral, and sanctity of human life, is nothing new to the world. For centuries, many children, both young and old, were subjugated to abuse and rape and lived with censored voices. Unfortunately, the cycle of unleashed pain and torment continues to callous human hearts,  dismantling the family concept and infecting generations.  The darkness within the world appears to be winning souls, manifesting adversity as damnation instead of a means of uncovering the Light within us.” 

In other words, I learned that I was not the only one, and many children, young and old, after their abuse, kept on moving forward. I am not standing on the shoulders of those before me, but they are guiding me from above, behind, in front, and from both sides. The strength I have to overcome come from generations before me.

Know that you are not alone. If someone else found their healing path, you, too can find yours and move forward with your abilities, gifts, and talents and be the light within a sometimes darkened world.

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To Your Best Health and Life!

Timika S Chambers

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The Color of My Skin

 

Throughout my years, I tried to make sense of nonsense,
The color of my skin took prevalence over my born innocence,
What a burden to carry even as a child,
That the color of my skin would get people so riled,
It is still a wonder to me,
Some hearts filled with animosity.
Purposed effort designed my outer shell,
Brilliantly created so that I may show and tell,
That the color of my skin should not be a disgrace,
Nor the shape of my eyes, my nose, or my lips on my face.
The color of my skin is part of His plan and His Masterpiece,
Grace, beauty, and His effervescent love surround you and me.
I am here to reveal the truth that binds the universe,
I am here, like you, to serve a divine purpose.
I am a Masterpiece in HIS own right,
Created by focused hands not blinded by sight.
A small piece of America’s rich history.
Inside and out, I reflect divine beauty,
Just glance at the things that surround us,
Trees, buildings, cars, and animals who do not fuss,
Stillness in their form without worry of their outer appearance,
Why do you still question my existence?
My desire to be me burns so deep inside,
It keeps me going when I want to hide,
Keeping myself whole and to never part,
Revealing aspirations & revelations that lie deep within my heart.
Just like you, I feel happiness, pain, and sorrow,
Blessed to live another tomorrow,
Is it so hard to see the truth that resides within?
For we are greater than the color of our skin.
Timika
Integrative Nutrition and Transformational Health Coach