I'm a writer with a poetry degree & a therapist who once lived in a psych hospital.
I also make songs & trip over my own feet following Jesus.
Hi. I'm Cyndie.
WHY I COUNSEL AND CREATE
I believe the telling and hearing of a story can lead us to the sacred ground of human and divine connection.
Therapy, writing, music – minimally they require honesty to be worthwhile. They’re also endlessly proficient at taking the very worst of life and making something beautiful out of it.
The writing process or the thing it reveals, the counseling process or the thing it reveals – they can be painful, unjust, evil. Uprooting lies, planting goodness, growing hope – it's an arduous, bloody, never-ending wrestling toward the light. In the midst, we'll always find words and people, anchored in love, ever-inviting the heart to rest or wake up.
I probably exist to create spaces for that kind of freedom-fighting: To facilitate it, to bear witness to it, to experience it myself so I can give it away. That's what love does – gives it away.
I am just beginning again as a writer and poet. The process is slow but exhilarating. Until very recently, I had been trapped in artistic purgatory, burying my truth-telling offerings, my poems, and my other soul-baring gifts.
For a long while, I spent my energy working to appear normal and presentable by the standards of fundamentalist religious culture rather than fully embracing who I am. Much of it was an enormous waste of time and personhood. I'm grateful to be experiencing more freedom today.
It feels important I don't box myself in again by limiting the scope of my own work as it begins to unfold. The creative mediums I love so deeply are infinitely inclusive and find me exploring an array of topics. If the subject matter ever does narrow, it will no doubt be toward matters of culture and injustice, love and mercy, suffering and hope. Always hope.
In two or five or ten years, I may look back on my writing and feel differently about it. That sounds good and right – it will mean I've changed, that I've grown. Maybe we can grow together.