About Hadassah-my story
I am a Christian expressive writer, editor, published author and transcriber. I write….all the time…about anything…any time…anywhere! I enjoy it and love doing it because writing frees my mind, releases my emotions and allows me to self express. My Christian faith is a fundamental integral part of how I personally live my life.
As you familiarise with my writing you will notice how my faith played a vital part in my life`s story. That is just how I choose to evaluate my journey.
- I write about the power of trying and not giving up, because I had to reach a point of being okay with failing. I write about joy because I know sorrow. I write about faith because I almost lost mine, and I know what it is to be broken and in need of redemption. I write about gratitude and experiencing mercy because I am thankful for all of it.
If I wrote my books where all I’ve ever experienced is success, how can I take a positive lesson from experiences? In being candid, I have to own up to my own failures, both in my marriage and in my choices.
- I write from a position of a woman who does not speak much and, for those who do not have a voice in a loud world, because they are so terrified, because we are taught to respect fear everyone and everything else at stake more than ourselves. We’ve been taught that silence would save us, but it rarely does.
- I write about individual lives starting with my own. There is elation and sadness, death and birth, love and jealousy, co-operation and betrayal. All the great emotional transactions that happen wherever people come together. Words could paint pictures. Choosing the right word, and the right word order, as I illustrated in my books, could make an enormous difference in our perspective on an event.
The beauty of therapeutic writing is there are no set rules about how you should feel. I wrote about a time I was angry with God for abandoning me and I told Him I was done with Him! That is exactly how I felt at the time. I was in a dark place but felt I was not allowed by the unspoken rules to feel that way. I was after all a Christian, i was expected to keep praying, keep believing. But I could not, I had stopped believing and I had no one to talk to about it. So I wrote about it to be honest with myself and no one can deny me that.
Not all of us can afford professional counselling.
Not all of us are comfortable to talk to therapists, pastors and church leaders in detail about what happened, or stand up in front of a crowd and speak up a testimony, whether announcing or denouncing the past.
I found myself in need of therapeutic healing but could not have access to the above. I was in a mega church with no access to the busy Pastors and certainly could not afford professional therapy. I was too broken and too humiliated and embarrassed to seek counsel from family and friends. That is all in my books.
At my lowest I discovered therapeutic writing. I was lying on my bedroom floor, broken and on the verge of suicide telling God I was done with Him and done with my life. The simple answer was;
“Pick up a pen and start writing.” That was more than ten years ago. I had no idea what that instruction meant and it has taken me a few years to finally understand.