My Sweet Child, We are finding ourselves once again in a familiar dance. The catalyst being the bruising of your tender places and the grand finale undoubtedly containing… Read more “Dear Hurting Child”
Tag: trauma
Crazy grateful
Each Thanksgiving, I take inventory of the things I am grateful for. While I am never more or less appreciative, one year to the next, there are… Read more “Crazy grateful”
The Survivors Series: Questing the Holy Grail (aka Peace)
I remember a my father asking me, in genuine perplexity a couple of decades ago, why I was still in therapy after 13 sessions. Surely, whatever’s got… Read more “The Survivors Series: Questing the Holy Grail (aka Peace)”
Survivor Series: Mindfulness
How much courage do I have to really touch the present? I was listening to a Pema Chodron talk and one of her participants shared how anxiety… Read more “Survivor Series: Mindfulness”
You Can’t Carry It With You If You Want To Survive
{Trigger warning: sexual assault} No parent looks forward to talking about sex. It’s awkward. Uncomfortable. Intrusive. Many just choose to gloss over it. “Don’t be one of… Read more “You Can’t Carry It With You If You Want To Survive”
Falling without Grace: The Messy Reality of Compassion Fatigue
ISIS, the Boko Haram, a lynching in Mississippi, a hung jury in a domestic violence homicide, the war on the poor instead of poverty, or the war… Read more “Falling without Grace: The Messy Reality of Compassion Fatigue”
Dancing with my Demons while Parenting
I am not October’s biggest fan. I love fall. I love the cool mornings, windows open all night, foliage, the crunch of leaves under my feet. I enjoy… Read more “Dancing with my Demons while Parenting”
We are Not Broken
My wife often jokes with me about how childlike I can be. Usually she comments when something stops me in my tracks and I am suddenly spellbound. … Read more “We are Not Broken”
Parenting from our Own Baggage
When my wife and I fantasized about having children, I would often get scared and shut down the fantasy. I loved the “idea” of a family with… Read more “Parenting from our Own Baggage”
“My Body Was Never Mine.”
“I’ve never owned this body to begin with.” “I don’t know what living inside of it would feel like.” “I don’t know what clothes to put my… Read more ““My Body Was Never Mine.””
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