Bonsai Trees have always fascinated me. This little guy (gal??) is a Juniper species, if you're curious - just captivated me for some reason.... With the roots exposed, it just looks like it will step right out of its container and come and say Hello. Such deep detail in a tiny, fragile package. Such care is needed to help them survive and thrive.... Bonsai have always been a symbol of careful care-taking - and I think they are steeped in ideas that we all need to navigate th

I'm not sure a lot of folks quite understand how fragile a cliff we're all standing on.... Anxiety, anger, depression, illness... not to mention how many of our national systems are completely broken or about to be broken. The fire has been on slow burn for quite a while, but recent politics plus the pandemic have made things 1000 times worse. All of our ills and worst instincts are on the surface, grinding away at our sanity and sense of balance and place. And something has

"Hi, I'm calling for my friend Sally? She has just lost her husband and she really needs to seek some help. She can't work or sleep and is so sad all the time. I need you to help her." It's only natural to want to support someone you care about with their Grief & Trauma Healing. I often get calls from folks who want me to help their sister, their friend or their spouse. They have lost someone and their lives have gone off the rails. Trauma has invaded their lives and they don

Like so many of you, I have been shocked and disheartened by the events of the last week. I was physically ill watching George Floyd's death before our very eyes. This will haunt this nation for a very long time....  and my belated reaction comes from exhaustion, sorrow and not knowing what to say or do. Even with the pandemic, I had resources to share, ideas to cultivate and connections to make, because I know grief so well. But this grief is different. I have been in

Parallel Shocks & Parallel Solutions When I learned my mother had died with a phone call at midnight, my whole world came crashing down. We had been estranged, all the mourning and estate tasks fell to me and I was only 24. My life fell apart for about four months – eating and sleeping and drinking were all haywire – the PTSD was very bad – my memory, my focus, my very being – nothing made sense anymore. If you have been through anything devastating in life – a loss, a

Many of you may know, the defining event of my life has been the loss of my mother more than 20 years ago. Here she is, in happier days. Mother's Day had always been a challenge, as we did not have an easy relationship. After she died, it became even more painful, on so many levels. I wished we had had more time together - I wish she had known me better - I wish I could have understood her past more and asked more questions.... it's a neverending cascade of mysteries to which