Grief Recovery is like an artichoke?

Indelibly embedded in our collective consciousness is a huge psychic scar, the result of the litany that began with the savage events of 9/11/01. Many of us are left with a low-grade emotional infection that never quite goes away. The constant potential for further acts of terrorism - vague, nonspecific, and unpredictable - has engendered a hypervigilance which corrodes daily life.

Grief help: No tools for the first loss = No tools for the second

This week has occasioned the celebration of my 40/20 birthday. At least that's how a dear friend labeled it - you do the math. Having reached another chronological marker in my life reminded me of a conversation I had with my mother several years ago.

Emotional Truth: Why self awareness will only get you halfway there

"Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free."

What a delightfully optimistic half-statement.

Yes, we said half-statement.

Quick fixes don't work with Grief

The paint on the wall of my living room is cracked and peeling. There are major gashes in the wall under some of the peeling paint - those of you with children will understand. The room must be repainted. I have purchased a can of paint, a roller, and a brush. I apply the paint with roller and brush directly over the old cracked peeling paint and gashes. I am crazy - yes?