Hate and love are two sides of the same coin...PASSION holding them as ONE. Oh, yes. Love has no opposite. *** In systematically embracing the shadow of humanity we neutralize all demons and become motivated by love. Demons are only denied aspects of ourselves. In embrace they all come into alignment. Practice holding your arms... Continue Reading →
Eugenics history of psychiary. ~~ Part of what those of us injured by psychiatry are dealing with is the cellular knowledge that this history is in our very nervous systems via psychiatric institution, it's proponents and the drugs used to suppress our beautiful sensitive human natures. We are not insane -- we are however subject to the harm that has been perpetrated against us.
What media hype and those selling mindfulness don’t tell you is that mindfulness is a process that can radically transform you, and it’s not always safe, nor is it easy or straightforward. We make it safer by being aware of the risks and learning to listen to our own bodies about when it is or isn’t okay for us. No one else actually knows.
I never gave up on the good that was emerging in all that confusion that was labeled and pathologized by psychiatry. I was trying to emerge from the ugly conditioned toxicity of our society. And yeah, that's hard work, especially for traumatized sensitives which, if we've been labeled, drugged and institutionalized by psychiatry, we likely are. Crazy is a necessity if one is to become free. We need to provide safe places for folks to move through it. It is not what psychiatry tells us it is. Not at all. ...
I came across an extensive article that is quite helpful in terms of tips and validation about the vast myriad of possible manifestations after brain injury. It's written about the more conventional TBI, you know, car accidents and violent blows to the head. You will see that pharmaceutical injuries are very similar in terms of symptoms.
Does the mourning ever end? Of course not silly, one loses more and more before the end of life. Mourning and loss are the natural order of things. I suffered from delusional optimism for many years in order to survive. There is no shame in that and I did it elegantly at times.
(Update 2026: I only watched the first season of The Sinner: Netflix. The story is new each season. After the first season, I'd had enough. It's a very heavy series. Still at the time I watched the first season it was the perfect medicine.)
It’s strange how it works, or maybe it’s not, but trauma, injury and illness can truly be passageways to waking up and it’s not generally appreciated at all in western medicine which seeks to suppress everything and thus stop that process. Tragic really.
Update 2026: on death and impermanence...death became part of my life earlier than it does for many people. I started losing friends and people I loved in highschool. One of my closest friends died of AIDS when I was 21. That led me to work in hospice with many young dying people in San Francisco by the time I was 23. That led to my first social work position. Working with folks with HIV and AIDS at the beginning of that cruel epidemic that took so many young, vibrant lives. It shaped me. Death remains something familiar and has always been part of my work.
By Andrew Duff Mcduffee -- I felt worthless because I was reflecting on mistakes I had made in the past. But ironically, feeling worthless doesn't give me any energy or motivation to do anything to correct my mistakes in the present. So ultimately it's not very useful. So I did a quick process to change my state, the process that has worked the best for me with states like worthlessness, helplessness, or hopelessness (what I consider to be the core of depression). ...
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