If my trauma response could speak, what would it say?It would say , “it’s not going to get better. It’s only going to get worse.
Tag: self talk
Gates of Life
Grief and heartache wracks Your chest, deepest tensions are Loosed, new light enters.
Vivid
Life is calling. I Hear it out there, beautiful And free. Resurgent.
Goibniu
Hairy hands, broadly Built blacksmith, craftsman, barrel Chested, devoted Husband to Laura. Of the Tuatha de Danaan. All was green forest. “Patience,” he counsels. “For
Alcohol Allergy
After seven months of abstaining from alcohol, my wife and I toasted the harvest last night with a glass of champagne, a gift from our
Refining Fire
Everything was in Harmony. I was complete. Then descended the Fire, consuming My round balanced table. But It released the fount Of untold blessings, The
