This was written in three parts in consecutive order over time. I thought they should all appear together in one place as they represent a journey through time and psyche both. ... Trauma causes splits in the psyche. Working with parts or subpersonalities is one of the ways of healing such splits.
Baptism
(slideshow included below) Earth, take me down into your core. Water, let me run fluid and resilient like you, transparent and true. The forest is my church and my refuge. The trees speak to me and hold me. The way ahead may be seemingly impassable. A jungle of shrubs, branches, death and mayhem. Look up... Continue Reading →
getting to the heart of the knot which is the hook
In the hook of the split. Where the rubber hits the road. My body, my koan, my people. Humanity writ upon the body. ...
I no longer hide
2025: Actually I do hide quite often these days. I have tardive dyskinesia (iatrogenic injury, infection and brain injury), often referred to as a "movement disorder." Calling it a movement disorder is extremely misleading. It is much more than the visible movements that people can see. It is often excruciatingly painful and it can be crippling. I sometimes cannot walk. I often cannot speak. I hide because people are cruel to those who look strange or odd. I have been tending to my body for a long time so there are times when it's not visible and that is when I venture into the world. At home I am often nonverbal and sometimes a fall risk. Night time is when the "movements" get really bad. Tardive dyskinesia can cause freezing as well as a lot of "movement." Anyway. The healng process continues and it's clearly moving in the right direction and everything I just said is also true.
Illuminate me: the rejected shadow child Part II
This is my dark and lovely message
Hear me cry
Hear me cry
Hear me cry
Never stop hearing me cry ...
Song of the rejected shadow child
I am not worthy
I deserve nothing
I crave forgiveness
Please forgive me...
You will love again the stranger who was your self
Love after love The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to... Continue Reading →
“I am as bad as the worst, but, thank God, I am as good as the best”
I had the good fortune of studying Walt Whitman as a student in college. I cannot say I understood what I was being presented with at the time, but I can say that he got into my cells even then, without my knowing, and now I can begin to appreciate the genius that he's imparted to anyone who takes the time to feel into the magic of his words. … [click on title for the rest of the post]
To be nobody but yourself
To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best day and night to make you everybody else, means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting. … [click on title for the rest of the post]
Stand still. The forest knows Where you are.
An incredible poem by David Wagoner shared below. Please read it. Then, following the poem, there is a relatively short video with David Whyte discussing this poem in conversation with Jeffrey Mishlove. Wonderful. Enjoy. … [click on title to read and view more]

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