Many have written saying they feel that traumatic states and contractions are so many and so pervasive, that they seek all help possible to get free. Feeling caught in old trauma or PTSD – especially when the cause can’t be found or…
Many have written saying they feel that traumatic states and contractions are so many and so pervasive, that they seek all help possible to get free. Feeling caught in old trauma or PTSD – especially when the cause can’t be found or…
“They fuck us up, our Mum and Dad, they don’t mean to, but they do.” ~ Philip Larkin Research showing epigenetic evidence of the transition of trauma through generations, from parent to child, is getting a lot of attention. It can…
Fear. It’s an ungraspable kind of suffering in which we reflexively shrink back from life. It separates us from the environment, narrows the perceptive view, freezes the flow of feeling, contracts the mind, and blinds us to inner resources. Yet…
Why do good people do bad things? How is that sometimes we’re swept away on a flood of negative emotion and later apologize, saying “I wasn’t myself”? How do despots persuade the people to murder on their behalf, to sacrifice…
Science has shown that meditation offers the chance to form new neural pathways that rise beyond the addictive twin trap of acceptance V rejection, condemnation V redemption, or self V other. In this, the suffering of rejection is immensely relieved,…
Historically, we believed that the brain stops growing after childhood. In this decade, science has established that this is not true. The brain is constantly evolving and open for transformation. Significant changes in brain mass, connectivity and performance can be…
SLEEP ME HOME Some say it’s fallacy to deny half the time living here, in shelter without walls The obliterating, open chamber of choice-less love where you and I are one.
HER MAGISTRY Song for Maya Angelou Silent is the night, but not empty, it’s full of that slow-paced, sentient waiting for those dark and world-forming voices of unrepentant liberty, where queendoms rise and stars betray they died before they lit…
Years ago, in the physical wilderness of anxiety and panic attacks, I remember lying down, desperately immobilized on the wooden floor boards of our house. I had pain to the sides of my chest and around my hips. On top…
What if I’m adopted? Please help me understand. In several online venues, where the subject of generational trauma – trauma inherited from our parents and ancestors – has been discussed, the question has been raised: what about adoption? How should…