The Truth behind Healing the Trauma                   As we travel into the dark place of healing we are often surprised at how truly...

Yesterday I walked to the mailbox to mail your birthday card. As I made my way up through the fallen leaves, reminiscing on how you would...

Sometimes love means staying quiet Have you ever sat with someone while they were breaking into a thousand pieces? Maybe it’s from the...

When Shadows Come Knocking At some point in our lives, we lose a portion of our identity. It could have come through trauma, or through...

Last night I had a dream I knew he was there standing quietly on the edge of time and space I sensed his energy, his eyes, and his...

If it's heavy you can put it down As a child, I often was scolded for putting things in my pocket. Rocks, pretty leaves, and scattered...

I didn’t know what I didn’t know As a child it’s easy to sit back and say oh yes that’s where it started or that’s what triggered xyz....

Who is the real Shadow? Several weeks ago I had a realization, or rather a thunderbolt that caused me to land flat on my ass. I began...

Warning: child endangerment As a child, we always ate together as a family around that large round maple table. Several weeks ago, my...

Hi all, so let me first introduce myself, my name is Rebecca Marie (Fotion) Lund- Becki to almost everyone I know. Becka to very few,...

Come With Me, Oh Lost Ones Come with me, Lost Ones. Take my hand and hold on tight. The world may not be seeing you in all your glory and...

As a small child, I had no fear of thunderstorms. My mom told us kids that it was God rearranging furniture or bowling. We were taught to...

Talk is Cheap Until It’s Not Have you ever found yourself having conversations with yourself? I don’t mean an under your breath,...

There is a Monster in the House Gentleness warning- child endangerment Do you know what it’s like to live with a Monster in your house?...

When the Ghosts Come to Talk Have you ever had a night when you couldn’t sleep? Even with medication, great sleep hygiene, and all your...

Please know this may trigger some readers.

Where the Wound Began Trigger warning: child endangerment. In the summer of 1979, my parents were living in separate homes, all six of us...

Aren’t dreams so interesting? I have always been a dreamer, one who recalls the dreams including the people and emotions that come with...

Sometimes in life, we need to eat the whole cookie. When I was only four years old my parents divorced. For those of you who read “How do...

A real look at how we interact with our parents, siblings, and the coming of age in a trauma-filled household. Journey with me as I learn...