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The Recovery Booklet for Mental Health Update

Say what you mean and mean what you say.

Say what you mean and mean what you say.
Photo Credit ©2012 Kelly Babcock

This book has been out in print all summer now. Fifty copies have been sold to the public and the hospital has found a fund to purchase one hundred copies. I am on a bit of a roller coaster of happiness, loss and success. Read the rest of this entry

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Why did I write a book?

Let The Feelings Go.

May light and love bless you! © 2012 Kelly Babcock

Reading books has been a hobby of mine for most of my life. I’ve read a lot of self-help books especially. This may give you a hint of why I wanted to write my own book.

It all started back in 1999. I was hanging out with people who were interacting in spiritual ways where they were giving messages back and forth from a greater source of love and light. I was glad that they were kind messages and some of them were very insightful.  Read the rest of this entry

Book Launch Party For Mental Health

Flowers Grow and People Do Too

Let’s look on the bright side!

I didn’t know how it was going to go. I didn’t know who would be there. Thunderstorms preceded the entertainment. Would people still come? Read the rest of this entry

Step After Step; Kindness After Kindness!

The greater self looks up.

Hey you people keep being kind to eachother!
© 2012 Kelly Babcock

Whether you have a mental illness or not, it boosts the immune system to hear nice things and to participate in small acts of kindness. These activities can make a day brighter, can help your self esteem and finally can bring out more positive energy. Kindness helps you to look on the bright side! Read the rest of this entry

Taking Schizophrenia on a Holiday

My mom and I decided to go to a wedding, visit my sister and then visit a friend. I was geared up for the holiday and excited to be going with my mom who I had been on holidays with before. We are good travelling buddies. Read the rest of this entry

That Flaw You Don’t Want Anymore

Letting Go ...

Letting Go …

You know it. I’m sure you do. You are just about to introduce yourself to someone and you think, I’m not good enough. You become aware of something in your past that was hurtful and embarrassing and somehow that makes you less valuable. At the current time you are unable to start a friendship with this new interesting person that could bring much happiness into your life. You remembered a flaw in the midst of your perfection.

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Dancing Poems

Poetry is like sunshine. © 2012 Kelly Babcock

Poetry is like sunshine.
© 2012 Kelly Babcock

To write a poem that helps people think through an issues is rewarding and motivating. To write a poem that helps people sense a touch of Heaven is also nice. To write poems that inspire others to write poems, now that is the first place ribbon. Read the rest of this entry

Don’t Judge Me Until You’ve Walked A Mile In My Shoes

Choose a good path on your journey.

Walk a mile in my shoes. Start by reading about my experience.
c 2012 Kelly Babcock

To have a label that drags you down is annoying. One label that I have had given to me is schizophrenia. It is hard enough to show you are worth something in this world, but to do so with a demeaning label like this is extra hard. When I cover it up or refer to it as the ‘s’ word or talk about my imagination or about the angels that talk then I hope you have some acceptance to this description of the condition.

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Growing Up With Empowering Beliefs

When I was a kid we were driving to camp… my grandma was driving because my parents were away. When we had ten minutes left of the trip we decided we didn’t want to go. We were nervous and I had major butterflies in my tummy. We went anyway. It was really fun. We got to know lots of other kids. We got to sail, do archery, do crafts, swim, row, canoe and many other things. The best part was the wonderful camp-fires. Read the rest of this entry

Her Stories

©2010 Kelly Babcock

©2010 Kelly Babcock

We were up there, back stage, waiting for our turn to perform, repeating lines, mouthing words, going over and over our monolouges. Nervous anticipation wasn’t all that was in the air but a kind of magic that only comes on that final night when the audience is full and is with us as we presented our stories. Read the rest of this entry

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