Relational Trauma: Soft Exterior Masks Silent Rage

With this short break between summer classes and the fall semester, I have had a lot of time to reflect. That can be good and bad. Nature has always been a safe haven for me. I remember running to the large garden in my backyard and hiding among the blossoms as a child to get [...]

I’m Reading Sylvia Plath’s Diary

A lot of inner turmoil has been coming up for me lately, but as I write this, it doesn't steal my peace and I know I have to take time for myself. Sylvia ... ended her life at age 30, and I remember in my teens vowing to myself to end my life by 30 [...]

The Tapes We Play

I'm about to run a group on self concept. A colleague just told me he regularly heard positive things about my groups even though I work on an as needed basis around my school schedule. The comment doesn't really penetrate or compute.  I tell the residents in the inpatient rehab where I work all the [...]

Morning Musings

  I'm reading the diaries of Sylvia Plath on a lake, quiet, with history and tension at my back. But for whatever reason this morning it is not stealing my peace. A flesh reminder of one of my mortal wounds does not intimidate, when previously just thoughts would torment me. I may owe this grace [...]

Wellness Wednesday: Connection, or Lack Thereof

Just as the tides produce a cycle of balance, you, in your relationships, can intentionally go through cycles that will bring you and your partner into balance and deeper intimacy. For anyone who has been reading my blog, you know I have been reading How We Love, by Yerkovich. I just finished it last night and [...]