Trauma weaves itself into the fabric of our lives, shaping us in ways both subtle and profound. Have you ever wondered how the unseen wounds of the past might still influence your present? A couple of years ago, I spent quite a lot of time looking at a photograph of my 2-year-old self. I made... Continue Reading →
My reckoning with the effects of trauma
Several months ago, I spent quite a lot of time looking at a photograph of my 2-year old self. I made it a part of my almost daily meditation and reflective practice. Gazing upon the face of my 2-year old self, I wondered at the experiences that have shaped who, what and how I process... Continue Reading →
