Friday, January 6, 2017
Reclaim Advantage! Reclaim Life! Come Out and Play
When I was still in a leg brace now about 9 and a half years ago, I had a dream about splashing in the puddles barefoot without my leg brace a la Gene Kelly in Singin' in the Rain. That dream prompted me to write a poem that I incorporated into "Feel the Heal: An Anthology of Poems to Heal Your Life," available on Amazon.
Come Out and Play
Arms flung open wide dancing in the rain
pure abiding joy to feel alive again
healing tears fall and blend in God’s puddle
no time to sit in a corner and huddle
all the old rules driven by fears
washed away now by God’s loving tears
the imprint dad left no longer remains
rain washes away all of the stains
baptized with love, Truth lights my way
the sun shines through on this rainy day
splashing and laughing my heart opens wide
embracing and flowing I’m one with the tide
God takes my hand release the old way
bathe in my glory come out and play!
It's always amazing for me to look back on the poems I wrote especially shortly after the diagnosis of post polio syndrome in December 2006 creating my future.
When I was 11 years old, Billy Blake, an older cousin of mine, told me that I was way too serious for an 11 year old. Well um yeah - there was a reason for that. At the time of course I couldn't let him know that I was struggling to recover from paralytic polio while my father raped me every night or that I was subjected to torture rituals by my grandmother in the very house in the Bronx where we were having that conversation sitting around the dining room table.
Play was something that was a foreign concept to me. I was fighting to survive.
In February of 2007, after the diagnosis of post polio syndrome, a part of me woke up. Even though my body had been withering away, a spark ignited within my soul; a light that had first been lit when my physical therapist, Miss Holly, would read Dr. Seuss to me before every painful physical therapy session as I was working to recover from paralytic polio that I contracted at age 5. My pen became my divining rod for healing as I imagined myself playful, happy and free!
Thanks to the pioneering work of Jeffrey Spratt, MT, all that I imagined in my poetry is coming into physical reality. Washing away the stains of trauma, no longer being driven by fear and anxiety, letting my light shine and reclaiming the essence of who I am! The power of Divine Love flows through Jeffrey and he does take my hands to bring healing and allow for new neuromuscular connections to grow after the energy breach of violence. He opens my heart with the power of positive quality touch. I mourn my childhood and celebrate my healing. I release the old ways and live a full, vibrant life feeling whole and holy integrated.
Next Thursday, Tom and I leave for Bermuda to participate in the Bermuda Marathon Weekend. We are going to spend an extra day on the Island this year so we have time to play. The weather forecast is looking spectacular and there is a good weather pattern over Boston so there should be smooth travels on tap for Team McManus. I want to run in the ocean and play on the beach celebrating our amazing running accomplishment.
While Jeffrey can't give me back my childhood, we partner together to create a wonderful now.
While I may have been too serious as an 11 year old, just watch me in Bermuda this year.
It's time for me to come out and play!
To your health and wellness,