The Closet of Unused Treasures
Grief is a shapeshifter. The last time i saw my mother alive was two years ago on Mother’s Day. She died the next day and i think she waited to die so that i wouldn‘t have this connection to Mother’s Day. It was a shock and created a sea change in my life that has been both the worst experience of my life, and has led me into a new sense of self. I was…
Unleash and Surrender. Healing the Mother Wound
I’ve been sharing here about the loss of my mom this past year. I haven’t really described more about my actual relationship with my mom, and one thing I’ve left…
My Lost Self
“What must I give more death to today, in order to generate more life? What do I know should die, but am hesitant to allow to do so? What must…
The Connection of Self-Compassion and Trauma Healing – Look for the Parallels
I like finding patterns in things. I think i much prefer knitting a simple pattern to a complicated puzzle. I like collecting the same shells at a time, and all…
Gates of Grief Work
Last fall, l I devoured the show From Scratch. It was supposed to be eye candy, and a guilty pleasure show to watch. Does this ever happen to you -…
Surrendering into That Kind of Mom
I want to be that mom. That mom that is always ready to have her kids’ gaggle of friends over on a whim or moment’s notice. That mom who has…
A Year of Grace and Grief
I had no idea at the start of the year just how much the word Grace was going to be the perfect word to hold me. Funny how that happens…
I’m a Feelings Wheel in Motion
I’ve been sitting with my feelings a lot these last few months. It’s been both a helpful exercise to catch me in my feeling as well as practice what i…
I am Not My Mother, My Daughter is Not Me
“Until you make the unconscious conscious it will direct your life and you will call it fate” Carl Jung I like a good podcast to keep me company. I don’t…