Category Archives: Story

Knockdown

Almost two weeks ago now, I had a fall and hurt my right knee.  My left knee had been giving me trouble and I had just walked around Rivercrest twice without it hurting, and was feeling pretty good.  Then BAM! … Continue reading

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Navigating the Realms

I posted the Story of Persephone because it is such a beautiful description of the two worlds I navigate on a regular basis.  Except that for me the dark realm is most often painful and confusing, with times of depression, … Continue reading

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The Story of Persephone

My friend Elizabeth sent this to me, in the form of photographs of the pages.  It was hard to read, so I typed it up.  And then wanted to share it. In the world of the dead there is no … Continue reading

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Nika’s Story

I’ve been reading my journal for May 1993, and came to this description of a possible book about Nika, the artist part of me.  The original plan was to use journal entries about my attempts to express myself in art. … Continue reading

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Primary Satisfactions and Secondary Satisfactions

I found this such a good explanation for how our culture produces so many addictions, including addiction to money.  One sign of “secondary satisfaction” is, no matter how much you get, you always want more. From Francis Weller: Through studying … Continue reading

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A Container for Initiation

Weller describes the container: What distinguishes these two things is initiation, what I call the contained encounter with death. The containment was provided by the community, by the elders, by the ancestors, by the rituals, by the space itself. In … Continue reading

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The Blood-Soaked Bundle, November 1992

This is from my journal for November 1992.  I had no idea yet that I was dealing with PTSD, in fact I wasn’t even on medication.  This is an account of a therapy session with Karen Collins in Montpelier, who … Continue reading

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Did it to be Mean

Reading over my last post I saw these two sentences: [Eleanor] “told Dana that she didn’t see how I could ask her to leave when her therapist was going to be away unless I was deliberately trying to be mean.  … Continue reading

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1992: Had to Put on the Brakes

Kendal has been in lockdown since Christmas.  Fortunately, I can walk my dog with friends who also have dogs, so I get some real physical connection with people every day. But even with that, I’m still having a very hard … Continue reading

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Collapse of a Coping Strategy

This was originally posted in March 2012 (journal entry written in June 2004) Day started badly.  Found bank deposit that I prepared before I left for Kripalu & forgot.   I feel out of control.  This scares me because it looks … Continue reading

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