I know it takes a certain kind of courage and care to dive into learning more about grief and trauma. I want to fully acknowledge that and commend you for showing up for both yourself and your community.
Because, as we heal, we help create the conditions for others to do so as well.
Knowing this, I commit to holding space with care, accountability, self-awareness, and respect. I want to honor and give credit to the teachers, bodies of work, and the indigenous wisdom that has informed my own practice in different therapy modalities.
I will tell you more about my background over time, as we get to know each other.
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I’ve been envisioning “home” for these last few months in a big way – probably partly spurred by being pushed to move by our current landlords since they are moving into their house. I’ve moved literally over one hundred times in my 42 years – as a single mom for almost 12 years, housing was
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