Rescued From Drowning

Imagine for a moment that it is one of the good days.
You’re filled with an unfamiliar surge of energy.
Self aware that these moments are fleeting, you take action.
Stepping outside for a walk with a little skip in your stride.
Engaging with your surroundings as sunshine bathes your skin in the warmth of its hug.
A slight, crisp breeze whips in the air.
You’re comfortable in your skin instead of crawling in it.
The autumn trees are turning into a vibrant burst of glorious beauty.
Observing the chatter of the world around you.
From the top of the trees down to the roots in the ground.
A smile spreads across your face.
You spot a few deer grazing in the wide open field to your right.
What must it be like to be so free?

Suddenly, the leaf covered path grows narrow.
You start to feel overwhelmed, uncertain and anxious.
Breath quickening; mood now unpredictable.
A tightness building in your chest.
Air feels captured in your lungs.
You’re suffocating as the world around you turns from calm to explosive.

The river flowing alongside your path begins to rage.
It starts to rise higher in unison with your emotions.
Deeper and more violent with each passing minute.
Your fear intensifies.
Terrified it will overcome the land where you stand and swallow you up in its angry fit.

Quickening the pace, you stumble.
You’re unable to outrun what’s to come.
Panic sets in.
Bracing for impact.
Searching for a break in the havoc, you freeze.

Suddenly the sky above dims fast.
Gone is the bright & glorious warmth that was beaming down.
The landscape is now covered in a blanket of darkness.
A swirling cyclone of false narrative ensues.
Random bones feel like they are breaking as you shudder violently.
Racing thoughts seize control of your body.
Your veins fill with unrest.

A season of depression takes grip.
Logic is lost amongst the chaos.
Morphing into someone unrecognizable.
You feel completely lost and forsaken.
Over a steep bank you tumble.
Being thrown into the raging river.
No life preserver. Seemingly no support.
Up ahead, a wall of water leading down to a crash landing onto the sharp landscape below.
Repeatedly pulled under by the strength of the currents.
Regaining your footing feels impossible.
Overcome with despair, you feel hopeless.
Dangerous thoughts take over.
Believing that no one cares and you’re better off unalive.
These lies hold you captive.
They keep you teetering the line of life & death.
Each passing day leaves you feeling wretched.
Experiencing joy evades you.
No activity worth pursuing.
Pushing on with each new sunrise seemingly pointless.
The gloom steals any remaining give a damn.

As you lie there, distraught and wounded, a break in the clouds appears.
You blink away a stream of burning tears.
Hungry to see what’s above.
A strong voice speaks loud, yet as a whisper.
Staking a claim on what you hear and taking hold of your heart.
You cease slaying your demons with dull swords.
Trading them in for impenetrable armor.

Faith weakens the words that keep dropping you to your knees.
Overwhelming love washes over you.
Glory be to the one who can conquer the mightiest of wars on the mind.
Whose battle cry is for you to live out purpose and know your worth.
Take heed and lead others.
To shun the deceit.
Turn a cheek to the madness and stand proud on two feet.

Written by:
Geena Hymer
October 2024

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BIO

In a society that struggles with being seen as imperfect, I chose to be transparent & flawed.

Hello friends, my name is Geena and I reside in beautiful Big Sky Country.
I’m committed to taking the hard experiences that have shaped my life and reframe them into acceptance of self and shine a light on the darkness I once lived in.

I am grateful to have you here alongside me as I take you down my path from pain to purpose. Walk with me as I heal from binge eating disorder, suicidality, sexual abuse & other life altering traumas.

Within the calm of God’s words, armor and unwavering love and grace, I have the support needed to remain vigilant and intentional about undoing false narratives, toxic beliefs and ridding my life of the dark cloud that hovered over me for countless years.

When I am not working on my upcoming book projects, traveling for conferences or collaborating with fellow authors I am spending time jamming to my favorite tunes, spending time with those nearest to my heart, and snuggling with my pup Bayla.

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