REACHING

ANTON PAVLENKO LANDSCAPE OIL PAINTER

REACHING When I bent down to pick up the pieces of my life, I shoved my hands into the black soot of death and reached through the bitter haze of unspent emotions, to find fragments of me, inert, motionless and suffocating. * When I bent down to pick up the…

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My Unfolding

Frank's Photo Essays

The unfolding of consciousness sometimes feels like a runaway freight train…and I’m just hanging on for dear life. Ah, but what a ride! My only regret is that I got on board so late in life.  On the other hand, my life’s path that led me to this point carries…

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Creating a New Life

candles and tub

Writing is one of my best defenses against the darkness that can lay in wait as I go about working to live a life free of PTSD symptoms.   Too often I allow things to get in the way, like a computer with an issue, or the recent holiday weekend…

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Getting to Know Our Body

Holly Sierra

I have learned so much from working with Crystal on the dietary dimension of my healing process. We have completed our work together for now. I will touch base with her in August, and of course before if needed. Here’s a few things I’ve learned: 1. Our dietary habits have…

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A Reason to Journey On

Catawba rhododendron along the Craggy Pinnacle Trail, Blue Ridge Parkway, Blue Ridge and Appalachian Mountains – photo by Bill Swindaman Since last writing, I have been on a journey, both an exterior one and an interior one. We are all, everyday, journeying somewhere, whether we leave our home or not.…

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A Grounding Place

I remember so clearly the first day I sat in the therapist’s office after the accident. I think it was almost a year later, and it was my husband’s therapist, not mine. We needed to work on our marriage. He was working on it. I was there trying to work…

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