Monthly Archives: January 2021

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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Guidance for Hard Times

I decided to repost this because it’s totally appropriate right now. (Written in May 2009 and posted in August 2013) Dear Guides & Guardian Spirits, I’m in pretty rough shape.  A little scared, a little fragile, a little depressed.  I’m feeling … Continue reading

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