 Walking in the Mystery (Mist/Trees) | I am actually writing this sitting in the square in front of The Cathedral of Santiago de Compostela. The place all paths of The Camino end. The Way of St James. Look… I made it! Well… Me and the train. |
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Being 'single' on Valentines Day. Most people would say us 'unlucky' folks who are not partnered, just want someone to love us. I disagree, I yearn for someone to give my love to... I yearn to love well and and love deep...
11 years ago was another beautiful Spring day...
 Our deepest wounds often begin in childhood. These places of woundedness create a groove or a place of damage in our psyche and when something similar occurs, the new experience flows easily into the old groove, just like a river through a canyon. Over time, they frame our own personal belief system about life and inform us of what we believe about ourself. As they originate in wounds, these inner beliefs are often distorted and unhealthy. A river flowing takes the path it knows best, continually carving the grooves of the canyon ever deeper.
(Part one, click here)
The death of a Beloved life partner or any ‘broken Heart’ is trauma attached to love. While I am speaking to my experience after the death of my husband, many relationships end in trauma not associated with death. One partner ‘walking away’ can also create trauma. This trauma can contribute to post traumatic stress, or what I call Love Traumatic Stress.
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