bones

“You”, she said, looking directly at me, “need to get into your bones“.   And then she looked away and went back to addressing another student’s question. I hadn’t even asked my question. I had barely even opened my mouth to speak.   But she knew.   Her acute embodied-ness of her boundaries could see the…

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letters to mom

Dear mom,   I’ve found myself thinking about you a lot these days.   Perhaps it’s the not fully understanding. You see, I miss the essence of mother. I find myself trying to reconstruct, reroot, start from scratch essentially, rebuilding these bones of existence that is mother.   I miss having a sense of security…

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triggers

Let’s suppose for a moment, that you, like me are working on some kind of self-actualization.   Call it whatever you want. Even simply “being a better person”, or “being the best version of yourself you can be”.   A lot of us are striving for this for some reason or another. Just consider the…

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I love the time and in between

I love the time and in between The calm inside me In the space where I can breathe I believe there is a distance I have wandered To touch upon the years of Reaching out and reaching in Holding out, holding in I believe This is heaven to no one else but me And I’ll…

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Safety Security Home

I don’t think I’ve ever really talked about this publicly but in early 2020 I decided to disengage from almost all contact with my mom.   At present, July 13th 2022, I realize it’s been exactly 2 years since the last time we exchanged emails privately and since Christmas of 2019 since the last time…

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What About My Inner Teenager?

We often talk about doing Inner Child work. In the land of self discovery and integration there is reconnecting to the Inner Child as a place of healing trauma, integrating difficult experiences, and reclaiming creativity. Yes to all of that.   But what about our Inner Teenager? I don’t really hear this part of ourselves…

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A Father’s Day Message

This is my dad.   I never really got to know him. I was 3 when his spirit decided it was time to disengage from this world.   This past Sunday was Father’s Day and I realized that I have a lot more questions about what this concept of “father” is than I do reference…

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