i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) – e.e. cummings
We humans are incredibly vulnerable. We are all susceptible to tragedy and loss and the grief that follows. The holidays can be a time of intensified grief for many of us. This is because the holidays highlight our loss. Thanksgiving and Christmas are...
What’s Your Myth?
What’s Your Story?
What’s Your Wound?
Where’s The Glory?
You’re out of touch, But you’re not out of time
Always leaving, Alway going
Always needing, Always knowing
How to find your way, that’s why you never stay
And to know yourself
The healing art
Charlottesville. My heart is broken. Shattered. I’m consumed. It’s grief.
I’m easily angered. I’m crying when no one is looking. I’m reminded of being a teen listening to Sinead O’Connor’s “Black Boys On Mopeds” and crying. I was crying because I knew the plight of my black neighbors. But I also knew the plight...
Our pain is sacred and must be honored
Our tears are sacred and must be honored
Honor your tears
Throw them a shower
Just like a wedding or a birth is honored with a shower
Also honor loss and pain with a shower
Invite your favorite people
To be a therapist or a social worker is to be a guardian of secrets. It is to be entrusted. It is a sacred trust. It is to be a safe deposit box for the soul’s work.
It is a priesthood.
It is to walk through the darkest and brightest places in the human...