The Secret Artist

The winds are changing as fall approaches and my heart is singing with the song I grew up believing.  When I was little, I used to wander outside for hours during the craziest rainstorms. Yes, my mother let me. Yes, I’m fine. Angsty and moody, I have always had the soul of an artist. My... Continue Reading →

Trauma Series 7: The Final Part

Maybe if I had understood what was going on a little better, I wouldn’t have started hurting myself. Maybe if I had been told that what I was going through was scary and confusing and not my fault, I wouldn’t have blamed myself for being so messed up. But instead, I felt ashamed of my... Continue Reading →

Being Real: A throwback post from 2010

I wrote this in 2010...and I am reposting. 🙂 I’m not entirely sure why my fingers are slipping across the keyboard, spilling out some of my deepest thoughts, but I hope that maybe—somewhere out there—there’s someone who can benefit from what I feel is pressing against my heart. I can sense God’s presence in my... Continue Reading →

Trauma Series 3: Depression and Anxiety

Depression.  Anxiety.  Two words that sometimes leave us cringing, feeling like no one will understand or we will be judged and possibly not taken seriously.  As an adult, I have struggled with depression far less than I did as a teenager and college student, but sometimes it still strikes unsuspectingly.  However, the difference between my... Continue Reading →

Trauma Series 1: Loss of Safety and Trust

Loss of Safety and Trust Everything has an origin story and more often than not, we don’t recognize the beginning of the fall until we are lying at the bottom, lost under the debris and grit of trauma.  Those seemingly inconsequential moments that somehow compile into one  unforeseeable moment; the one where you are sitting... Continue Reading →

On Trauma

I have been researching childhood trauma with a vengeance lately.  I have spent years researching and learning about addictions, mental health, self care, and a variety of other holistic health practices, but in all of my searching and obsessing I never once put together the pieces; how the way that I handle situations and emotions... Continue Reading →

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