Jacee Lee Dugard

The most extreme story of child abuse has once again surfaced. Jacee Lee Dugard, a child and a woman robbed of her innocence. Like many I had read everything on this bizarre story and the infraction on the sanity of human behavior.
Adjusting to freedom is not an overnight one step plan. She was denied the basic human rights and the dignity to flourish within her community, to live and prosper. It will take many many years to find a sense of healing in a period of growth that will have her adjusting to a freedom that has been denied her for eighteen years.
Survival finds us in many a situation. What appears to some as a weakness to not fight back or escape was actually her inner strength to survive. She is a remarkable woman who survived the unthinkable. There can be no justice served as the chapters are written and cannot be erased. With faith I believe new chapters will be written on a long and tedious journey.
If everything happens for a reason what lesson comes from such ugliness? That evil exist as surely as goodness, that mental illness is not in check in this vast space we call earth. That evil condones its rise to power. Are there answers that are not fear laden. When I was ten years old not much younger than Jacee, I saw how mental illness effects a person, how it reflects on the family and how breeds on hatred, violence and self righteousness. Some how in their warp minds they condone their behavior. They justify there actions by some sense of personal power over a situation. She was at the age of awareness when she was kidnapped and so the years before will be her flotation device that allows her to reach to shore and walk away from the many years of evil. In my mind I had wanted so to see a turn around in the mental health field. I see it as the weakest part of society's structure.

The personal story of Jacee Lee Dugard makes me sick to my stomach, unfortunately there are so many more stories that go unheard that never reach the hands of the media. Some of them prisoners in their own homes, prisoners of the mind. Imprisoned by those who claim to love them. Where does this evil get its strength?

Jacee Lee Dugard in not alone, many have not lived to tell the story and others still remain a hidden part of society. Jacee Lee Dugard is a survivor and my heart and my prayers go out to her in her long process of healing. Somethings can never be erased from the soul, but hopefully she will be able to replace the memories with new ones. Start a new journey through the healing process.

What happened to Jacee Lee Dugard is any caring parents worse nightmare. I believe she is stronger than many give her credit for and I have faith that she will surface above this, with the proper time and intervention and the rebuilding of a life.

We cannot compare evils, no crime is worse than another. Though that which is empowered by robbing the innocence of a child has to be the most sick, ugly and evilest of crimes. I feel as sense of joy in her release and also a pain within that desperately tries to understand how such violent hatred gains miles into the weakness of the mind.

The scars are inevitable and are now ingrained in her being, allow her the time, privacy and dignity to heal at her own pace. This is not the story of one child but all children who fall victim to abuse, hatred and evil. If there is something that comes from the telling of her story, it will be of her strength and power to overcome the worst of evil, that which is against a child of the world.

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This is not to make slight of Jacee Lee Dugard's story. There are many children in abusive situations under the reign of those who claim to love them. As we speak around the world and in our own neighborhood a child, many a child is being abused. How do we stop the sickness and can we have a utopia? I don't see it happening anytime soon, so my prayers go out not for the one child who is now free, but for those who felt the sting of sex abuse, domestic abuse, verbal abuse in the robbing of a childhood.

Bonding with the captor is a survival mechanism, it shows in the many children including Jacee's the ability to survive in the most horrendous of crimes. I commend her for her strength and the power within her that kept her alive. It shows how intelligent a child and woman she is. Fear kept her there, bonding kept her alive and faith gave her hope.

Recipe for War

The Pen is Mightier then the Sword.

To stop the battle of mankind we must first understand the making of a war. The ingredients that go into War are simple.

1.We need hatred, hatred is the bloom of ignorance
2. Revenge instilled in humans from early on “ an eye for a eye”
3. Power, we must have weak minded people who cannot think so they may follow blindly the few who think they can.
4.Greed and excessive desire of ownership and control , the “ grass is always greener”

The ignorance of many breed the power of the few, for revenge leads us all down the road of damnation and the greed will destroy not a few but all. We all breathe the same air, drink the same water and eat the foods harvested from the same earth. Our hell has yet to begin.

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Feel the suns rays upon your face, and sift the soil of earth through your hands, these are our greatest gifts. For no amount of power, vengeance or greed can own the beauty of the world. It is our beginning and it shall be our end.

Mans Worst Enemy...

As I look back over the last forty years my greatest disappointment with the world as a whole is that as far as we have come, we have not come far at all.
We try to teach children to have respect, to not be violent and yet great nations do not have respect and continue to be violent. I don't believe that we are following some great prophecy, I think that power corrupts the intelligence of man.
It has been said many times that "History repeats itself" for that alone I am filled with great sadness. Instinct or not animals know more about the world around them then most people. I have been up at 5 am each morning and darkness is still heavy upon the hills. Yet in the black of early morn the sounds of a symphony welcome the sunrise, as the birds joyfully sing to the light of day.

In Unity we become one with nature, in battle we all fall.

To Accept fault is not to accept failure, but repetitious failure is a fault.
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Cutural differences aside, I believe human emotion felt through mothers world wide are the vision of hope. For they weep the tears that nuture the seed of tomorrow.
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In my arms I cradle the precious gift of life,
in my dreams I hold to faith,that all
will see the value in this
walk on earth.
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Love.... understands that jealousy, greed and hatred flourish,
the challenge is to redirect through the pages of history
and live through the words of wisdom to educate
that the beauty is only seen through the
window of the heart.

War

To view each day like the first of spring,

is to leave behind a barrage of heaviness.

City life is something that is bred into you, a vile of pros and cons, it's not something that is actually taught to you. You do learn what places to avoid and how to live within a rather violent set of surroundings. Unfortunately with the break down of family geographically, the old family neighbors rarely exist anymore. More demands from work and family, have created a estranged atmosphere .

I looked back at the days of childhood and the heavy racial riots that had become the norm.

Friends and family attacked by angered young people, innocent victims of a less then stable time.The 60's were filled with rebellion, it was a blend of light and darkness as the changes were drastic. It led me to wonder if people left to their own recourse, would improve their lives for the better or take themselves down.

As time branched out, I never thought I would see the ravages of war and violence becarried so heavely into the future. I thought how could history repeat itself? How could we not learn from past experiences and mistakes?

Today more then ever we have a chance to make a difference in a peaceful way. Extremist set a side, all of the worlds people touch on the same set of emotions, a unique thread that weaves the world closer together.

Peace

Compassion sympathizes, Empathy walks in my shoes!

There is a huge misconception that abuse and violence is linked to the ignorant and poverty stricken strain of society. This is a widely abused statement, as the traits of evil know no barriers. Religion has since the beginning of time been the aggravating circumstances of war. Believers and non believers should review, the external as well internal picture. Is it not enough to want peace, we should be setting a example of how to live peace. Anyone who has raised a child from birth to adulthood will attest that more is learned from example then ever from the voice of thunder.

We underestimate the world at large for the mass of population has always been controlled by the few. The ever advancing technology can either be used as a tool to bring the world together, or a weapon to bring disaster. Who is responsible and who stands to gain the most? We all have something to gain the most from knowledge. We as parents, teachers, friends and family are the educators of future generations . We have been granted that much power, look unto yourself and ask have I been part of the problem or part of the solution? Education, respect and love are the keys, the doorways that need to be unlocked rest within each of us.