A Fairytale In Ruins

“We tell ourselves lies to bear the truth.”  Dr. Dan Allender “Daughter of Eve from the far land of Spare Oom where eternal summer reigns around the bright city of War Drobe, how would it be if you came and had tea with me?” The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis  …

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Playing With Tears

*The following post is from a sexual abuse survivor and may contain elements that could feel triggering. It has been three years.  My body feels heavy, my pulse throbs in my neck. The memory, so violent and traumatic. My mind has begun to recover but my body has been slower to follow. During an EMDR…

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Bewildered

It was the week of my 23rd birthday, and I was haggard with exhaustion after months of little sleep and relentless flashbacks. Just four months before, I had been violently awakened in the middle of the night when six men invaded my home and held my roommates and me at gunpoint. I had begged these…

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No Labels at Our Table

Released into the sunshine to work in pairs, we were grateful to leave the small confines of the conference room that held 10 therapists for an Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprossessing (EMDR) training. Our exercise was to identify a lie we believed and think of resources that could be internalized to counteract that as part…

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Creole Prayers

My friend Bonnie called shortly after returning from Haiti, following the January 2010 earthquake that hit just south of Port-au-Prince, leaving an estimated 230,000 dead. “I have to go back,“ said this tenacious woman with a deep heart.

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A Voice at the Table

“Seven women met and attempted to solicit sexual services to an undercover police officer, and all were arrested on charges alleging misdemeanor solicitation.” My throat tightens, and I try to swallow. “It’s our goal to make it harder for these traffickers to operate in Northern Colorado. We want to help victims.” My heart thumps in…

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Sunday Morning Homecoming

Florida fall has ushered in a refreshing chill, a welcome reprieve from the dense summer air. As I meander through my neighborhood on Sunday morning, I’m captured by the beauty of a line of queen palms swaying in the breeze. Returning home, my one-year-old’s small body feels warm from a seasonal cold and her eyes…

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