Trauma is a narcissistic being
Poem XIX: The Old and The New
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Poem XVII: The Mother
Happy Birthday Mom, Three poems for you.
Poem XV: The Jar
Poem XV
Poem X: Rosewater
Rosewater The room is on fire So it is my heart Waiting for the right way to die Love is slippery As if I'm trying to catch a cloud My hair was stripped from my skull Like a baptism or an exorcism I'm becoming a new woman after the eclipse I'll be unique, pristine, I'll [...]
Full consciousness of being: “An individual note…”, Daphne Oram
The dichotomy in which many of us have been moving for a few months has led me to question the simple fact of being. But what is it? Is it a physical act, an idea, an emotion? My existence is crafted by my thoughts and actions, and how these affect the natural order of things. [...]
EMDR and the darkness unnamed
After my dad died, my world crumbled. It was the first time that I recognised a depressive episode, although, I didn't know that I was experiencing one. My will to live to the fullest disappeared. I come from a family deconstructed by a severe history of domestic violence and a lack of emotional connection. We [...]