Archive: February 2014

Wounded Spirits

Sometimes I look over and see just a hint of a wistful breath, coming from her mouth,  a longing in her eyes to be connected, to be loved, to be part of, to be like the others. Sometimes I can feel the yearning for her tribe, to be protected and taught how to BE. An overwhelming desire to be held, to be rocked, to be nurtured, to be Mothered and... Read More

The Loneliest Heart

Could the Beatles be right? “All We Need is LOVE” From the first breath we need, crave, ache, cry for love, connection, nurturing, life fulfilling attachment, for our needs to be met. More than that, we will wither away and die without attachment to another; our Mother, Caregiver, the source of our life and if our body doesn’t wither away, surely our Soul does, our Spirit.

Shine On

I am in awe of Marianne Williamson’s grasp of the Soul and Spirit and I offer you this gift……. OUR DEEPEST FEAR by Marianne Williamson from A Return to Love: Reflections on the Principles of A Course in Miracles.

Grief, Animals and “Burly” Men

It was one of those awkward first sessions of a grief group at the Refuge.  Ten residents ranging from 18 to 40 something sat in a circle looking like they would just as soon be having a root canal.  I had learned early on to acknowledge and address the discomfort in the room right off the bat.

Tree of Life

The assignment of doing a Family Tree has long been used in Addictions to determine various addictions, codependency and family traits of the addict. You know, Hero child, mascot, scapegoat, codependent, comedian, plumber, parentified child. I made up the plumber role, but in my house that was an important skill to have. My father was a plumber and often left at least 1 part of the job undone or incomplete.

The Broken Lens

A speaker told this story during the third module of my training to become a Certified Trauma Therapist. The story, which I hope to be fictitious, is one I led groups on once I did in fact become a trauma therapist. The way in which I would tell it went like this: