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Truthteller. Educator. Writer. Artist. Creative Sanctuary Guide. Transformation coach specializing in life story integration & therapeutic art. For reflective humans ready for meaningful growth & aligned change (1:1, groups & workshops).
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Trapped in Too Much: Living with CPTSD (opens the original)
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I was lying in the dentist’s chair, tears streaming down my face.The sounds were too loud.The lights were too bright.The sensations were too much.And I was not fully numb.More injections kept coming.My body felt flooded.The room blurred at the edges.I could feel myself slipping away.Two people were inches from my face.Their hands were inside my mouth, manipulating me, still working, still moving through the procedure, still talking as if we were all having the same experience.We weren’t.That is
Less Force. More Flow. (opens the original)
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There is an old tale I’ve carried with me since elementary school.The Wind and the Sun disagreed about who was stronger. To settle the argument, they challenged each other to make a traveler remove his coat.A man walked down the road wearing a heavy coat.“The first one to make him take it off wins.”The wind went first.It blew hard.Then harder.Then even harder.But every gust had the opposite effect.The man wrapped his coat tighter around himself.The harder the wind blew…the more determined the ma
We Never Really Know (opens the original)
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One of the biggest surprises of this journey has been discovering what happens when I tell the truth.Not the polished version or the one that makes everyone comfortable.The real one.The one that still feels tender.The one that sometimes makes me wonder if I've shared too much.For so much of my life, I believed my story was something to carry quietly.Something to explain away.Something to protect other people from.But every time I've been brave enough to share a piece of it, something unexpected
Coming Home (opens the original)
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I've been trying to make sense of something.Not just what happened…But what survival asked me to become.The more I look back, the more I can see that survival didn't just shape mycircumstances.It shaped me.The way I moved through the world.The way I related to other people.The way I related to myself.I'm beginning to understand how much of who I thought I waswas actually who I needed to be to survive.The overexplaining.The hypervigilance.The urgency.The apologizing.The people pleasing.The always
Coming Home, One Color at a Time (opens the original)
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There was a time when slowing down felt impossible.My nervous system didn’t know how.My body only knew survival.Rest felt unsafe.Stillness felt unfamiliar.Silence felt loud.Even ordinary moments felt like something I had to push through.Writing.Drawing.Coloring.They all seemed too simple to matter.Somewhere along the way, I discovered something surprising.When my hands had something gentle to do…my body began to soften.I could stay in the present moment.Not the past.Not the future.Just this mome
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