Posted by in Uncategorized My friend, Kate, is outraged on my behalf. I find myself tracking her energy for clues about why, until she just tells me, doesn’t make me guess like I’m used to. She’s mad that my oldest sister, I’ll call her Elle, asked me, in her “watch me dissect your trauma with scientific interest” way, whether…Read more »
Posted by in abortion, body positive, body positivity, coaching, compassion, daughters, forgiveness, healing, mean girls, mothering, mothers, parenting, parents, sexual trauma, somatic, somatic coaching, trauma healing, Uncategorized A Prayer for Mothers with Shitty Mothers Please protect us from our difficult mothers. Please protect us from our critical mothers. Please protect us from our mothers, Who seem to have forgotten that we are not the worst parts of themselves. Please protect me from becoming a difficult mother. Please protect me…Read more »
Posted by in coaching, compassion, forgiveness, parenting, parents, somatic, somatic coaching, trauma healing, Uncategorized I am watching for my daughter in the pack of ice skaters looping around the rink when a woman taps me on the shoulder. When I turn toward her, she nods and smiles at me, as if she is expecting an answer to a question she asked the last time we saw one another. Her…Read more »
Posted by in compassion, fat-phobia, forgiveness, healing, parents, sexual trauma, trauma healing, Uncategorized In the 20 years from when I finished college until March of 2012, when my father died, I didn’t write a word about him. In fact, I hardly wrote anything at all. He took up too much space, held so many words hostage in my brain, I didn’t have enough letters left to squeeze in…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized “My body, my fat body, is a billboard that lets everyone know I was sexually abused.” My client looks at me through their tears. “This is the wound that won’t heal,” they tell me, ‘this’ referring to their weight, and not the sexual abuse. The words hang in the air between us. I measure my…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized “Those Mountains That You Are Carrying, You Were Only Supposed to Climb” –Najwa Zebian– Whenever I say, “Everything is going to be okay,” my somatics teacher, Richard, looks at me with that Mona Lisa smile of his and says, “Everything is already okay,” and I want to lunge across the room and punch him in…Read more »
Posted by in Uncategorized I was a bully until I was about 9 years old. I made arbitrary rules for my friends that I never told them about until they inevitably broke those rules. Then I would take my love away, swift and business-like, as though I were scooping up coins from the counter and dropping them into my…Read more »
