Facing the Storm: Notes from the Edge of Embodiment
…That is my goal. To stop being in survival mode only to come up short 5, 10, 40 years later and recognize that my life is driven by my unresolved past. To know that today is real and I am in it as fully as possible. It sounds so simple, and for many folks, it is. For me, I feel like I’ve been struggling in the ocean in the middle of a hurricane, trying not to drown. Therapy gave me a boat, which has been much better than swallowing seawater in the relentless waves. And now I’m noticing that despite the boat feeling, and actually being, a safer place to be, I’m still in the middle of the same damn storm.
