When you are exposed to a last namesake for so long, that
namesakes lasting multi-generational epigenetics of stored traumas
become your life and reality.
At a young age, not knowing better, you excuse the trauma and normalize their place in your life.
I am no longer at that young and idealistic age that is able to excuse the unspoken but real traumas of my last namesake.
I know there are generations of abuse physical, sexual and
mental in the last namesake I was born into, a cave that continues to
draw dark shadows that create victim mentalities.
I no longer wish to draw my fears from the cave from which I was born.
Those shadows of abuse shall lose their power, eventually
finding death to the light of hope, my name as it is called and shall
be called:
Zed Sonder
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What name do you carry?
Do you accept the light and dark of that name?
What name shall you be made known?
..and that draws near to that question which presses upon the brightest and darkest of moments:
Who are you?
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As for me and my healing journey as Zed Sonder, it is a
renewed one which recognizes the interconnected nature of all living
life and respects it through the body, heart and mind.
There are still many shadows to cast away, projections of
light to trace back to the source but today, those shadows just lessened
a little more.
in healing & in hope,
Zed Sonder
