This page is a collection of Illustrations and their Narrations as created and seen through they eyes of Cindy. Cindy is a “part” of my internal- community, system, or insiders (depending on which term you prefer). She is an artist and an incredible writer. She is the part, in the beginning of my therapy, we learned held all the emotions from the abuse and trauma. She had been a witness to every part that experienced abuse. I can’t even imagine what that was like. But, together we have learned to share the emotions. At 45, I could count on my hand how many times I had cried. Now, she is teaching me how to express my emotions in healthy ways. What a blessing!
She has chosen the words in the title for a specific purpose. The word illustration means, “A visualization or a depiction of a subject made by an artist, such as a drawing, sketch, painting, photograph, or other kind of image of things seen, remembered or imagined, using a graphical representation.”
The word narration means, ” A message that tells the particulars of an act or occurrence or course of events. It is a form of writing in which a story is told from a perspective that is guiding the reader. Either from a personal first person perspective, from the second or third person perspectives, or from outside the story as in an all knowing entity that knows all the details of all events and characters.”
The drawings are a way Cindy communicates through art and telling the story behind the pictures. It is very important to note that I have never been artist whatsoever. I received less than average grades in Elementary Art class, barely earned a C in college Art of Teachers, and simply cannot draw. Well, I can draw a pretty mean stick figure, tree, and house…but that’s for another day. My family, friends, therapist, and especially myself are shocked by what she has created…it is amazing!
I have learned, those with DID, are not aware of the many talents their parts possess. I have one who can play the piano, (I can’t read music or play), one who speaks French, a left-handed girl, one who LOVES to shop and is very trending (those words are not in my vocabulary), an artist, athlete, one who colors hair, loves to cook (I hate it), another who sings, and so much more. The parts of me are a part of my community and each have an identity: name, age, role, and significance. They have given me, one of the greatest gifts I could have received: my past, childhood, memories, wholeness, compassion and love.
What a blessing to learn and begin to integrate all these talents into this whole person. God is so creative, in Psalm 139:13 it says, “You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother’s womb.” I continue to be amazed at the extraordinarily amazing things He does for me, for all of us! His creation, beauty and craftsmanship are everywhere we look, and He did that for us.
“All My Parts”
First drawing found in my devotional
“United As One”
“Parts Of Me”
“DID and Connection”
“…even when God is silent”
“Do Not Be Afraid”
“Love One Another”
“now i lay me”
Ezekiel 34:26 “I will bless my people and their homes around my holy hill. And in the proper season I will send the showers they need. There will be showers of blessings.”
More to come….