So much has been on my mind. Thinking thinking thinking. Sometimes I need to get out of my head and into my body and feel. It’s hard to find the balance. It’s hard to even feel grounded or connected to anything in this world. In ketamine I see that everything is connection. And that there is no time. Past, present, and future all coexist. All parts of Kristen are alive and true and real. I am little Kristen laying alone in the dark waiting for sleep, I am teenager Kristen misunderstood and without her brother, I am treatment Kristen angry but begging for help, I am KK on the block, I am Ms. Kristen, I am effective Kristen, I am Kristen Joy. I am Kristen. God shows me space for all of my parts and that they are all held and good. God holds me in love and forgiveness and acceptance. She says my name over and over like a prayer meant only for my heart. Kristen. This is my name. This is who I am. Those things that people call me or say about me are not true. They don’t know me. I know me. I know my truth. I know who I am. I am Kristen. I am holy and beloved and I make a lot of mistakes but I do my best to be true to myself and to God. I rest in the peaceful rocking of the waters of the world and allow myself to feel, to heal, and to become love.

