Tanya Arons
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I write about my life experiences. I write about complex ptsd, the agonies, the angst and my post traumatic growth. About Beauty, Truth and Honour and little vignettes of comfort from the spirits that love me: living and dead. I also Dance!
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Memories: 29 October 2025
29 October 2025 29 October 2024 Jarrod visited me today. I wore him out with my choronzonic psychobabbling hypomania. He went home at 7 pm, utterly drained. Other then that we had a lovely day. He brought delicious gluten free cakes we had for morning tea at 11 am and I provided pate and Brie, olives and a lovely chutney with crackers. So we both grazed on our “Tanya Party”. It was good to see him.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 21 October 2025
22 October 2025 … … 1:44 pm I was just regaling the story to my hairdresser about my very first significant rebellion back in 2003 when I got dreadlocks because some elitist vicious sadistic cunts in my former Jewish community mocked and derided me for not upkeeping my foils, as at that time I could barely afford a hairdresser.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 27 October 2025
27 October 2025 4:44 am awake for the third time to pee. I put some icy cold water on the back of my neck to encourage my vagus nerve into higher functioning. I drank half a glass of cold water. I slept deeply but my bladder says “Rise and shine! It’s a new day!” so I have been overcoming, conquering autonomic systems on override.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 22 October 2025
22 October 2025 8:49 am here we go….Planet Earth. Another day in the slipstream of Someone Else’s Dreaming. Flowing into eternity….one breath at a time. From the Aleph and the Om, surfing the Tsim Tsum like a champion whale rider….we arrive. Wholesomely replete if not fully manifested.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 20 October 2025
20 October 2025 6:52 am I awaken to a pretty glowing light outside. The sun has gold in it today. I saw the spirit of a Native American woman just upon awakening. She had a red dress on. She was contemporary. No embellishments in her hair. I could only see her from the waist up..
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 26 October 2025
26 October 2025 10:28 am I woke up from an ancient trauma memory: a party at my home when my kids were teenagers and I was so fearful that the older boys would attack them that at 2 am I threw their door open to make sure the girls were safe. The boys were astonished at my lack of trust and the girls were embarrassed.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 23 October 2025
23 October 2025 3:00 am. I overstimulated my nervous system yesterday….so no sleep for the Mama T. I reviewed my videos from earlier this evening. Hilarious! Albeit triggering. It is what it is. I am proud of myself for reading that entire chapter with a very straight face.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 25 October 2025
25 October 2025 3:40 am lying in bed after a hot relaxing epsom salt bath. I hear a possum blithely scampering across my roof. Then the dull thudding sound of something thwacking it. My newly arrived carpet python visitor has scored a possum, I fear.
By Tanya Arons 3 years ago in Journal
