A Nested Story: Transformative Healing

The following article was recently published in Psychologica Magazine’s special edition on Trauma.  I’ve included a link to the full magazine, lots of great articles on trauma treatments, both from a clinical perspective as well as personal.  Hope you might find something that resonates.

http://www.oaccpp.ca/assets/Psychologica%20Vol.%2041%20Final%20(DIGITAL)%20compressed.pdf
Trauma and Art Therapy Article copy (dragged)Trauma and Art Therapy Article copy (dragged) 1

time wasted

IMG_5111.jpg

“One only understands the things one tames,” the fox teaches.  In order to tame, one must be “very patient.”

First you will sit down at a little distance from me-like that- in the grass.  I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing.  Words are the source of misunderstandings.  But you will sit a little closer to me every day.

The fox asks the Little Prince to “tame” him, explaining that this means to establish ties. But even more than that, taming, will transform their relationship into something special, making the other unique in all the world. Then different things will remind them of each other, seeing  each other in other things, reflections reflected, a kaleidoscope of connections.

The fox then advises the Little Prince to observe “rites” that come at the same time everyday, these are the rituals that the Little Prince performs as markers of time; the days, the hours and the minutes that make each day distinct yet familiar.

“It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.”

from Mary Watkins,

Waking Dreams, Spring Publications Inc. 1984

and of course:

de Saint-Exupéry, A., Cummins, R., & Scoular, J. (1999). The little prince. Dramatic Publishing.

 

when there are no words

when there are no words

silent spaces…pause between words…shaping time…making art.

There is the sudden silence of the crowd
above a player not moving on the field,
and the silence of the orchid.

The silence of the falling vase
before it strikes the floor,
the silence of the belt when it is not striking the child.

The stillness of the cup and the water in it,
the silence of the moon
and the quiet of the day far from the roar of the sun.

The silence when I hold you to my chest,
the silence of the window above us,
and the silence when you rise and turn away.

And there is the silence of this morning
which I have broken with my pen,
a silence that had piled up all night

like snow falling in the darkness of the house—
the silence before I wrote a word
and the poorer silence now.

Billy Collins (2007).
The trouble with poetry: And other poems. Random House Trade Paperbacks.

Wondering about Wonder

naturalwonders

What is the greatest gift?

What is the greatest gift?
Could it be the world itself — the oceans, the meadowlark,
the patience of the trees in the wind?
Could it be love, with its sweet clamor of passion?

Something else — something else entirely
holds me in thrall.
That you have a life that I wonder about
more than I wonder about my own.
That you have a life — courteous, intelligent —
that I wonder about more than I wonder about my own.
That you have a soul — your own, no one else’s —
that I wonder about more than I wonder about my own.
So that I find my soul clapping its hands for yours
more than my own.

An Excerpt from Red Bird by Mary Oliver

Here and There

flower

Sometimes you need to look “over there” in order to see what is “here”.  Continue reading

Practical Questions

practical questions

Diamond sun rising

inside

small black pyramids.

4 birds or 5?

 

One-bird looks

forward

Standing under

understanding

Practical questions

measuring

the distance

between trees.

 

One-bird

looks back…

thickly

through

painted blue…

Keeping

the Book

of

Wishes.

 

And on this first day of a New Year, wishing all of you a year fulfilled

with hopes, dreams, curiosity and questions…

and leaving you with a few more….

What is this mind?
Who is hearing these sounds?
Do not mistake any state for
Self-realization, but continue
To ask yourself even more intensely,
What is it that hears?
Bassui

Between

hillRunning up

a hill…

Right foot’s grounded touch

holds

a weighted pause…

a black line

divides

between

moments…

looking forward,

a birds tale

reaches back,

framed within

fabric,

paper

and

numbers.

Do you ever feel like you are running up a hill while standing still?  Maybe the standing still part of the upward climb is actually a good place to sit and wonder about, especially at this time of year, which may  hold feelings of overwhelming busyness within a frame of too little time. How important is the speed in relation to the climb?

Bird’s Children

birdchildren

Children

born between words

holding jeweled feathers.

Left facing ruby

suspended…

a bird’s eye view

of rec-tangled flags

hanging on

a wing

and a prayer.

 

 

the door

temple

Either you will
go through this door
or you will not go through.

If you go through
there is always the risk
of remembering your name.

Things look at you doubly
and you must look back
and let them happen.

If you do not go through
it is possible
to live worthily

to maintain your attitudes
to hold your position
to die bravely

but much will blind you,
much will evade you,
at what cost who knows?

The door itself makes no promises.

by Adrienne Rich, from

“Prospective Immigrants, Please Note”

Valuing What Matters

value what matters

“August: You know, somethings don’t matter that much…like the color of a house…But lifting a person’s heart–now that matters. The whole problem with people–“
Lily: They don’t know what matters and what doesn’t…
August:…They know what matters, but they don’t choose it…The hardest thing on earth is to choose what matters.”

Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees

Its all that matters, whats the matter, does it even matter?  According to Clinical Psychologist and Professor Jordan Peterson, perhaps everything we do matters.  Which is actually harder to come to grips with, because that means taking responsibility and making difficult choices. He states

Here’s a way of thinking about error. You don’t exactly know what you’re doing, so how do you get to the point where you know what you’re doing? I think follow your internal intuitions and be honest about it. What’ll happen is a star will appear and guide you. And the star is whatever makes your life meaningful. And maybe you’ll take some tentative steps in that direction and you’ll get a little ways and you’ll think ‘No, that’s wrong.’ And then the thing that makes your life meaningful will appear over there. And then you take a few tentative steps in that direction. But as you step and walk towards these things you change and as you change you get wiser. And what happens is, you keep following these things that make your life meaningful, then you correct yourself across time.

You see the thing there and that’s wrong and you see it there and that’s wrong and you see it there and that’s wrong but you keep chasing it and as you chase it you move forward. And as you move forward and as you do things you learn from your mistakes because you’re honest and you’re watching. You get wiser and wiser and the consequence of all those mistakes is you’ll self-correct the mistakes and twenty years down the road maybe you won’t be making so many mistakes.

They say it takes 10,000 hours to be an expert at something. So you would need 10,000 hours of practice following what it is you need to follow (Jordan Peterson, On The Necessity of Virtue)

www.youtube.com/watch?v=gwUJHNPMUyU

Slow Muse

By Deborah Barlow

O at the Edges

Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.

TreeSisters

Women Seeding Change

KURT★BRINDLEY

WRITER★EDITER★PRODUCER★CONSULTANT

Social Health

Insights on the Power of Social Bonds

When Timber Makes One Still

"Everyone needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to the soul" -John Muir

The Heron's Path

Closer to the Spirit

Children in Limbo Task Force

Children Need Permanency

lumblogdotcom4.wordpress.com/

bernice lum illustration

Pedal Paradise

Sharing cycling joy in Paradise City, Northampton, MA

Charlotte Digregorio's Writer's Blog

This is a writer's blog for authors, business people, creative people, freelancers, journalists, publishers, and poets. They will learn the ins and outs of writing for publication. Both beginning and experienced writers will profit from it.

The Whole Megillah

The Writer's Resource for Jewish-themed Story: Fiction, Nonfiction, and Poetry

Design of the Picture Book

the intersection of graphic design + picture books

The WordPress.com Blog

The latest news on WordPress.com and the WordPress community.

%d bloggers like this: