The idea that trauma is passed from generation to generation has always resonated.  Everywhere I look, I see the legacy and repetition of trauma acting out.  I feel the heaviness of what was not acknowledged.  A deep need to meet what wasn’t met at different times in our history.  I feel the earth suffering from what we cannot feel.  Unresolved trauma disrupts every aspect of life.   

We are the sum of our experience uniquely defined by our memories. Our life flows where we are integrated and balanced.  Often a simple object or incident summons up a recollection:  it can be the door to a forgotten past.  There are places within us that we do not want to own but still they keep showing up in our relationships and circumstances.