Trauma is personal. It can be anything. It doesn’t have to be as dramatic as others’. It’s how it affects YOU.
Category: Self Will
Blame
Tom is 12 and in the 7th grade. He got into some serious trouble recently. He says it was the other kid’s fault. Tom, himself, didn’t start it, the other kid was cheating. If the kid hadn’t been cheating then Tom wouldn’t have gotten so mad. If the other kid hadn’t said derogatory things about […]
Never Complain, Never Explain
In a last week’s post I shared with you about how shame magically dissipated with compassionate curiosity. I was working with a new fellow who inadvertently triggered my shame by telling me that a choice I made was wrong. (When in fact it was neither right or wrong. Just different from his.) That curiosity lead […]
Shame
Recently my kid got into some trouble at school. I was sure that everyone was talking about what a bad mother I was. My shame started driving me. “Let’s judge them before they can judge me, who the hell is responsible for this witch hunt? What happened to grace? What about forgiveness?” (Shame can be […]
God’s Will
God is rooting for us and wants us to be happy, full of joy and free from the things that hold us back from becoming our best selves. That, I believe is God’s will for me, for you, for all of us.
React or Respond
“Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies out growth and our freedom.” Victor Frankl My friend was pulling out of the driveway with her son in the car. Her sweet husband was in the yard and noticed that the dog […]
Self Righteousness
“Relieve me of the bondage of self…” Third Step Prayer “Why does your friend’s behavior upset you so much?” She said, “Because she shouldn’t be doing this stuff, it’s bad for her.” “Yes, but why are you so upset?” “I don’t know!” she said. “Maybe I’m feeling self righteous. She could be….” She went on […]
Self Will
“Don’t care how, I want it now!” Veruca Salt I have been a single parent from the beginning. No husband to run to Kroger for ice cream or talk to the baby in my belly. No loving partner to quell my fears of motherhood or the birth process. No father of my child to coach […]
Heather Dellapi 