Inspirational Blog:
Navigating Life's Journey Through Love, Healing, and Forgiveness
A blog by Debby Kruszewski
Finding Love and Healing Through Rainbows
Finding these rainbows isn't rocket science. It's more about being open to the possibility. Fear often speaks up, convincing us there are no rainbows on our path. Through learning trust and belief, there's always a rainbow waiting to be seen. Lately, I've noticed a common thread among clients feeling defeated. It reminds me of a memory from years back when I was engaged in a dance with a serenade, of the Muppet song, "Why are there so many songs about rainbows?" – a sweet reminder that, while Muppets might not be real, they sure make us feel real.
The Summer I Turned Pretty
The part I anticipated to be the most challenging turned out to be the most rewarding. One day, I immersed myself in prayerful meditation, extending invitations to significant figures from my past to join me in this introspective moment. My intention was to seek forgiveness and confront my own missteps. Although I sent out spiritual invitations to three individuals, only one responded.
Three People on a Boat
Shula’s blood was boiling all day thinking about Mina shaking and in fear on this island. He understands now why Taylor’s work was so important. She was helping Mina and others escape. “Man, my sister was one brave soul sacrificing for everyone,” he said. He was still trying to understand how and why Taylor was involved with Bear at all. The pieces of this puzzle are getting closer.
Holding Me Back
I followed the routine. Finished the dishes got on the floor to clear the glass, and then the clock spoke to me again. It was ticking. I sat on the floor and remembered the last time there was broken wine glasses on my kitchen floor. The night that turned into a weekend on that floor. Breaking every glass that I had slamming it at the clock until it broke and stopped working. That was back in 2006. That was the day I broke my inner clock and stopped time. That was the day I died inside. That memory was heavy. I will save the details for another time. Just know, it was painful. I am still amazed that I physically stayed alive. I can’t believe I was still carrying that dead weight around since then.
Left or Right
We all have a cycle. We all have a season. It doesn’t matter what you call it, it is how you nurture it. A feeling we have when we are triggered by a situation and afraid of the outcome. Because we have been hurt here or don't know what to do, we are scared. I do believe these are lessons we are taught. We are playing a game of insanity with ourselves because we don't want to see some truths, or we are comfortable in the cycle and afraid of being free from that comfort zone.
Keep Going
“Keep writing.” The voice within keeps repeating. I wrote two novels that were emotional. I put so much of my heart in those pages. The characters became more than a part of me. It was even more emotional to not know what the path was going to look like when I set them out into the world.
All That I Have
In this deep mediation-prayer through breathwork, this day we concentrated on fear. What it looks like, why it is here, what it is holding onto us. I saw this tiny little animal holding onto my heart, tearing it open like the cheese you must peel the wax off, hanging onto that piece for dear life. I simply picked up my fear animal, had a conversation with it and then handed it over to Jesus.
Talk to Me
Conversations that changed me in 2021
This year instead of letting words hurt me I found ways for them to empower me. There can be good in everything. I chose to see the good in everything.
18 Notebooks
As I am attempting to make a mark in this world, it feels impossible.
E.T. became a clear message of my mission and raw ugliness that needs to be built into confidence and love for myself and others.
In this movie all we are asked of is to “BELIEVE” even when we don’t know how to define the unknown.
My memory goes straight to the scene in The Extra-Terrestrial Where Elliot introduces E.T. to food and especially learning about drinking a Coke.
Drafting Season
So, who is on your draft pick? I mean your real draft pick. Because let’s be honest here, we are always conducting a draft pick or being drafted. We pick our friends, we hire employees, we swipe right for the hot guy/gal or swipe left to never see them again. We judge who we sit next to on the train and who will come over for Thanksgiving dinner.
Lauren Didn’t Go to Paris
I had decided to draw a line in the sand and leave the past in the past. The old stories that I held onto and memories for more than a 5 day-10+ year expiration date on them had to go. For whatever reason I could not seem to let go and move on.
One Degree
I have a confession to make.
I love the show “Dr. Pimple Popper” on TLC. I don’t even have cable tv anymore. I catch her on YouTube and have discovered the wonderful quick fix of her Instagram account. When I am drowning on my couch because I can’t sleep, I may go into that guilty disgusting pleasure of watching someone having their skin poked and prodded.
85,000 Reasons
Nothing beats a mixed tape. I loved being a young adult creating these magical compilations that I could share with friends. We all enjoyed them over some kind of time activity of time wasting like a card game, beach hangouts, or even just a long car ride. The thrill of it playing in their car or on their headset always made my heart sing.
When the Bee Stings
“Well, that stings,” I said as I read the last text from someone, I really should have stopped texting years ago. Then I realized it was more than just one. There were others. It started to snowball.
Inner Beauty
Somewhere along the path of growing up, our parents over loved us by enforcing encouraging words of how special and unique we are. We went out into the world and someone or something made us forget all of it.
Itsy Bitsy Spider
I mean, I loved Charlotte’s web and probably will still cry once I read it again or watch the movie again. If a pig could love a spider, why can’t I? I still jump when I see one. I feel it’s presence when I walk into a room, I do a “spider check” when I am in a new environment. I can’t help it. I was terrified. For no reason.