Symbolizing a Journey ─ Learning Lessons ─ Letting Go ─ and Gaining Insight . . . tools that lead to relationships.
Relationships are formed with people, alcohol, animals, battlefields, diseases, drugs, environments, and even our emotions. Whether toxic or nontoxic they’re an integral part of daily living.
Follow Author Nina Norstrom through the journey as she peels off those toxic relationships. The story takes you through the experiences of grief, pain, trauma, and forgiveness. The story weaves lies with love, betrayal with deception and drama with murder.
As the shoe prints are molded in and out of a variety of unhealthy relationships, they’ll leave behind a blazing trail of lessons. Teaching an ultimate lesson for the meaning of relationships, that builds honesty and compassion.
The story in its raw image projects a remarkable voice to the heroic fight and bravery gained when striking back to wipe out the toxicity of deadly relationships. Through its reading, you will discover the importance that life brings many challenges, and that each challenge provides lessons to be learned.
Inside the Excerpts, are sneak previews of what's bubbling:
Preorders are available for April 5, 2016
DETAILS ABOUT THE JOURNEY
Why is the topic so important?
What we do in our everyday experiences brings about important life lessons. We’re living inside the topic each day we inhale anew breathe. In These days and times, toxicity has settled in the environment. Just think about it: every day we wake up we’re on the battlefield fighting a war. And just feeling where there’s: good against evil; sons against fathers; daughters against mothers; nations against nations; drugs against diseases; and the list goes on and on.
As an award-winning author, Not a Blueprint: It’s the Shoe Prints that Matter is a @bookexcellence Award Finalist! Check it out here: www.bookexcellenceawards.com
Over three decades, Norstrom has unmasked the levels of relationships:
pain; abuse; emotions, diseases; work environments; trauma;
and its poison of unforgiveness. In the artistic world, it is those literary creations that demonstrate a measure of personal growth that magnifies those hurdles conquered - from darkness to survival, even her release from incarceration.
While growing and blossoming, she has maintained a healthier lifestyle . . . staying free of unhealthy relationships. Through her experiences, Norstrom has encountered a complete metamorphosis ─ releasing one identity for another. Living inside this transitional lifestyle she states, “I see myself as that long-blooming, rich flower waiting to attract those butterflies. It is there, I’ve come full circle having realized the dangerous effects of toxicity."
The hurt the pain . . . the raw emotions . . .
Journaling is an art with a facet of terms . . . journal writing, journaling, expressive writing, therapy writing, and dairy keepsake.
Often times, we are not aware there’s beauty in #journaling? But when we take on that process we’re reaching into an emotional and physical pipeline to wellness. From another approach, we can look at journaling as a vehicle used to express emotions and step into the past, present, and future.
While going through my journey, there was so much #raw emotions buried inside . . . even the medical drugs couldn’t break the barriers to relieve the pain. Through it all, I’ve discovered a wonderful and beautified prescription . . . and that’s Journaling. The healing that I gained (from it all) was most rewarding . . .
Truly, I can say I’ve reached emotional wellness. Henceforth, it’s all about nurturing my thoughts, feelings, and behavior - to become aware of my own emotions. And these emotional feelings are healthy ones. So healthy that I’m able to embrace satisfying relationships while achieving positive self-esteem and enjoying life despite its many outright challenges.
Not a Blueprint: It's the Shoe Prints That Matter
Inside, I hurt so badly not having Craig around. It was as if my heart had been ripped out. I had given myself to him, and even though he knew about my pregnancy, he wanted no part. That’s what hurt even more. And to think, I loved him unconditionally. Words could not describe the depth of my emotion. I cried until my teardrops dried up. Being pregnant and alone was a hard and painful journey. I started journaling to lighten my pain.