March 27, 2022
In 1990 I tried to kill myself.
I didn’t want to die.
I just wanted to give my kids a chance to grow up
Without a damaged mother.
I felt like poison to them, and I guess I was.
When I was recovering in the psychiatric wing of Willingboro Hospital
There was a nurse who brought a radio to my bedside.
I couldn’t talk or communicate with anyone.
I was lost in a grey fog.
I couldn’t understand what the radio was saying,
But I could feel the vibration of the words from the speakers.
I kept my hand there for a long time after the nurse left the room.
The vibrations pulled me back into the world and gradually I was able to understand what was going on around me.
I guess that was my first experience of sound healing.