Welcome to My Healing Journey: Unveiling the Layers of My Story

I was born in Mexico City in 1968, a time and place that would intricately weave the threads of my life into a story far more complex than I could have ever imagined. Growing up, I was shaped by a world that influenced every facet of who I would become, yet the depth of these influences only began to reveal themselves as I embarked on a journey of healing, a journey that has spanned the last decade of my life.

My story is not just my own; it's a tapestry of connections, relationships, and experiences, all intertwined in ways that are at once beautiful and painful. The complexity of my journey became more apparent as I started to confront and heal from my mother wound, a deep and personal pain that has influenced so much of my life.

As I delved deeper into this healing process, I realized that the stories we carry are never simple; they are layered, intricate, and often hidden beneath the surface, waiting to be acknowledged and understood.

It has taken me years to reach this point, a place where I can be vulnerable enough to share my story without the weight of the shame that I’ve carried for so long. For nearly ten years, I’ve been on a path of healing, peeling back the layers of my past and confronting the wounds that have shaped me. It hasn’t been easy, but it has been necessary.

And now, I’m ready to open up, to invite you into this deeply personal journey, and to share the insights and lessons I’ve learned along the way.

As part of this journey, I will also be sharing some of my poetry, a form of expression that has helped me process and navigate the complexities of my trauma. These poems are reflections of my inner world, offering a glimpse into the emotional landscape that has shaped my healing.

Through words, I’ve found a way to give voice to the parts of me that have been silenced for too long, and I hope that in sharing them, others might find resonance and solace in their own journeys.

This blog will be a space where I can express the truth of my experiences, shedding light on the complexities of healing, the power of vulnerability, and the catharsis that comes from creative expression. It’s a place where I hope to connect with others who are also on their own healing paths, as we navigate the intricate, often messy, but ultimately transformative process of becoming whole.

Thank you for being here, for witnessing my story, and for walking alongside me as I continue to heal, grow, and share the wisdom that has emerged from my own life’s journey. #motherwoundhealing #healingjourney #childhoodtrauma #overfunctioningwoman

"In Her Absence"

In shadows cast by fractured past,

Toddler's tears, memories amassed.

Within a fridge, cold and bare,

Mom's desperate act, a heavy share.

Half a century wondering... "Was it a dream?:

At four, a choice so cruelly faced,

Love twisted, parents interlaced.

Disappointed gaze, etched in time,

A wound lingers, a subtle crime.

"I wish I'd sat upon you at birth,"

Angry words, like stones, causing dearth.

Flesh against flesh, a painful stage,

At seven, vowed to break the rage.

Half a life, fighting flight and strife,

Mother's wound, a complex life.

Navigating tears, maternal try,

Understanding why emotions vie.

Five years of healing, wounds slowly untwine,

Moving through pain, as tides align.

The matriarchal curse laid bare,

Forgiveness given, a journey rare.

Once hurt, she was, like me,

Passed down through maternal decree.

My lifetime transmuting anger, sadness profound,

A journey through healing, heart unbound.

- Magma Rising 🔥