Love is Grounding

Photo: A view from where I’m house sitting in a city.  I love the ivy growing on the wall.  The house has a lovely feel to it — it’s full of books!  Photo credit:  Rebel Recovery I’ve been feeling quite dissociated the past couple of days.  Out of my head in ways, like all of…

I’m a Published Author!

Photo: The path to the pond.  Photo credit: Rebel Recovery. …and you can be too. I’m proud to share that I’ve been published in the online magazine,  “Rebelle Society.“ Listening to myself, deeply, and writing my truths helps me heal. Sharing my writing, my truths, helps me heal too — it may mean I am…

Mom’s Dead. Not Sure if Anyone Told You.

Photo credit: Revel Recovery I saw the words in the title of this post captioning a Facebook post for ‘She Recovers‘ recently.  The words — the level of mother-child estrangement in them — made me catch my breath.  They are the title of an essay written by Rebekah Christofi.  And that essay may be the…

Thank you

Thank you God (goddesses, universe, all of you….).  My heart filled with gratitude instantly this morning when I looked up from my computer and saw the view outside my window. Yours, A.

On the Necessity of being ‘Selfish’

I’ve been contemplating the word ‘selfish,’ lately. A ‘bad’ word when I grew up in my family. A label that was applied to me very strongly (to put it mildly), implicitly or explicitly, often when I tried to look out for myself, or do what I wanted, or go to where I wanted to be….

Amanda Lindhout: When One of Us Heals, All of Us Can Heal

Photo: Amanda Lindhout; File: portraitofAmandaLindhoutbyStevenCarty.jpg I stumbled upon an article in The Huffington Post about Amanda Lindhout recently, that gave me pause and made me think. In 2008 when she was 26 years old, Amanda, a Canadian and a beginner journalist, was captured in Somalia by teenaged Islamist insurgents. She was held hostage for 15…

We are Brave

photo credit: the author We, those who choose to heal, to break the patterns of our past, of our parents and their parents before them, are brave.  Don’t ever forget how brave you are. With love, A.      

Healing, One Trigger at a Time

Photo credit: author – the last of the ice on the pond, hopefully A few years ago, I was diagnosed with a dissociative disorder — Dissociative Disorder NOS (not otherwise specified) (DDNOS).  Dissociative disorders exist along a continuum, with Dissociative Identity Disorder (formerly known as multiple personality disorder) at the most extreme end and DDNOS…

Dissociative Disorders: Maligned, Misunderstood and Misdiagnosed

Dissociative Disorders are, in general, not well understood by mental health professionals.  In fact, many mental health professionals either do not recognize dissociation when it’s occurring in people, and/or they dismiss it as unimportant or as a form of drama or malingering in people.  I know this because I worked as a mental health therapist…

They Will Never Notice How Broken You Are

A sad post to follow my optimistic post about happiness habits of earlier today.  A reminder that true happiness isn’t faked. “All it takes is a beautiful fake smile to hide an injured soul and they will never notice how broken you really are.” Words and poster courtesy of Rough Copy UK

Finding A Roadmap Away from Despair

I wanted to share this link from the “Aces too High” website.  It’s a breathtakingly beautiful write-up about the power of reading and writing when you are or have been a child suffering from trauma and neglect.  The author, Joshunda Sanders, describes books about others’ healing journeys poignantly as “roadmaps away from despair.” May we…