IDECLAIR MEDIA, DECLARATIONS OF IDECLAIR... IDECLAIR IT!

Hello World. On this rainy Sunday I ask . . . are we claiming our messes ? Even if we cannot clean them up (right now), are we at least being honest and claiming them ? I declare . . . if we can claim them, we will eventually clean them.

We are getting to know each other, and this you need to know about me, so you can understand my perspective. I want free exchanges of honest dialog. This is how we can move through the daily challenges and get to our deepest destinies.

Anxiety. I know it so well. The knotting, being bound, tied in knots from your own decisions. Being enslaved by your own decisions. The infinite impact of insane immorality. Caught up in a tightly bound net that you yourself ( with a little help from your friends ) made. The waters get so murky. It seems as though the chaos will never quit. Maybe in some cases it won't, but if you claim your mess that could just be the first step.

Anxiety. I have lived it. The shadow, that seems as if it never leaves you. It marinates you, permeates you, leaves you to think there is no hope. Where did this come from, and more importantly how the hell can I get rid of it !!!

Mine, I believe came from the man that was my father and his decision to leave me and my family. I believe he left when I was about 3. To this day I really do not know. I was a very needy child, as every child is. Every child needs their father. I would sit in the chair that was his for months, and look out of the window and wait. Patiently wait. I believe the layers of anxiety began here in the form of what I call " vapors" . These vapors of anxiety in my opinion began right here. The vapors are unseen and most likely unspoken experiences that intensely traumatize. The vapors make us who we are deep down inside. Those are the vapors. They are most powerful.

I have a loving family. My mother did her best. Period. She provided a role model of strength, love, and protection. Momma, I thank you. I love you. Thank you for protecting us all.

My messes began truly after high school. When I thought " I " was in charge. The anxiety was always there, it kept me from really being able to stick with something. I was so full of anger towards my father. I unconsciously thought . . . if he did not care enough to raise me, then why should I care about myself ? The vapors . . . so marinating, so permeating.

I got in trouble with the law. Sheets. I tried to steal sheets. Go figure that one out if you will. I had to be the dumbest, lamest, thief there was. Then later, it was not handling my checking account properly. Ugh oh !!! I am laughing now . . . but learn that in school folks. I know algebra is required, but so should basic kitchen economics be required as well !!!!!
That was over 20 years ago. Seems like a lifetime.

You see we all have messes. We need to claim them, and then clean them up. I know it's not easy. What I just expressed to you took decades to deal with. I declare . . . in order to claim your life as yours, you have to claim your messes first. That will help you to live a healthy and fulfilled life, and will also allow your children not to be blanketed with your leftover vapors.

Claim your messes and clean them up !!! Enjoy this gift of life, for you and your family.