Compositions

Ending Ancestral Abuse

In my ancestry, atrocities have been committed against the innocent.

From a grandmother being stuffed upon birth into a garbage can because she was a girl born in Sicily (then rescued by her mother) to more current abuses done to my parents in their childhood and brought into my childhood by male predators, I have experienced and borne witness.

As I grew, I couldn’t help myself but I kept an eye open for other children in need and tried to champion and protect them. Sometimes my efforts helped, while other times I could only give them the message that they were seen, valid, and we would each some day find our freedom.

As an adult, I was determined to ensure that my children would never experience such horrors and was able to keep them safe even beyond their teenage years when our family’s stability was shattered.

I believed that when two people join in partnership as adults, they have an opportunity to support each other in healing from past traumas and to share a new vision of joy ‘s destination that they may embark upon together and co-create.

But, if the wounds are too thick and repeatedly avoided, and if society is still rife with sick and abominational perceptions that it is ok to weild violence against humanity, we must align ourselves with those who share our philosophies to keep encroaching darkness from succeeding.

Leave a comment