Is there a place to feel
To laugh, cry, shout for joy?
A place to be safe,
A place to learn,
There is such a place!
And Joy abound
Reflected on the faces of those who have found
Stories and wounds carried deep in their hearts
Keeping them from feeling a part
Of life that’s worth living
Finding wholeness and healing.
Exposing defenses meant to protect
Teaching them how instead to detect
The truth that needs to replace all the lies
Providing relief and help for their lives
The hurts they are healed
Casting ripples to others as their truth is revealed
Forever impacting their future and all
Bringing healing to others beyond all these walls.
© Kimberly Balles 2007 Revised 2016 All Rights Reserved
This poem came out of my experience in group therapy. The group became a container where we could feel and be real. I learned that I have a lot of strength. I also learned the places where I have blind spots. People there showed me those areas that I needed to work on. If they did not care they would not have said anything, but they did and for that I am forever grateful to each and every person that was part of my own healing journey. It was my gift to one of the members when they left, but it was also my gift to the therapist that ran the center. Sadly, he passed away almost a year ago and I miss him deeply. He played a pivotal role in my healing journey. Much of what I learned to be a therapist I learned by observing him. I look forward to seeing him in Heaven where we can rejoice together.