Category: Grief

The Red Herring Effect

I was about to hit my stride when I wrote “Your Narrative Brain and Trauma Recovery”, but then Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur came around; I became contemplative and pondered the nature of healing and what keeps us trapped in the same cycles.  What… Continue Reading “The Red Herring Effect”

Remembering A Life Well-Lived

A few years ago I was privileged to spend time in the English countryside in the springtime.  Honestly, it was like being dropped into a Beatrix Potter story except that she’s from the Lake District, and I was in Devon.  If there is a… Continue Reading “Remembering A Life Well-Lived”

The Cost

My mother was adopted when she was about 6 months-old.  The story goes like this: My grandparents were walking through the orphanage when they came upon my mother.  She was sitting in a crib.  She looked up at my grandfather with big, blue eyes,… Continue Reading “The Cost”

Living with The Tides

When I was 22 years-old, I attended l’Université Paul Valéry in Montpellier, France.  Montpellier is a city in southern France, west of Marseilles, quite near the Mediterranean Sea.  Paul Valéry is one of the oldest universities in Europe. Montpellier is renowned the world over… Continue Reading “Living with The Tides”

Rebuilding Our Secret Gardens after Annihaltion

I’ve been browsing the blogosphere lately.  There’s some funny shit out there, and I do mean shit.  It’s drivel, but it makes me laugh.  That’s what I’ve been doing for a while now.  Reading shit.  Now that I’ve got an iPad, I have access… Continue Reading “Rebuilding Our Secret Gardens after Annihaltion”

The Truth about Rose-Colored Glasses

I’ve been asking myself a question–why do some people recover and learn to thrive in life while others remain stuck? I’m certain that there are many highly trained people who could give me good answers, but I do wonder if the foundation of those… Continue Reading “The Truth about Rose-Colored Glasses”

Hard Sayings and Love Songs

I went to my mailbox a few days ago and discovered a post-Christmas package.  I love getting letters and packages so I tore open the padded envelope and found that one of my cousins had given me a book.  It must be said that… Continue Reading “Hard Sayings and Love Songs”

A Riff on Rage

I live in an interesting state.  I love where I live even with the arctic winters and the almost tropical summer temperatures.  I love our lakes and our seasons, and I even like the quirky regional accents.  I do, however, wonder if our civil… Continue Reading “A Riff on Rage”