ineffable helen

There's been a lot of conversations in my life for the past several months about trauma. My own, my family members, my friends....we've all experienced some kind of massive, life shifting trauma. Some of us were even born into it, or from it, or carried it with us from past lives, through ancestral energy....or whatever. It's become something I had to accept as a truth of humanity. Being on this planet comes with being subjected to trauma. No one's is greater or lesser than the other's. It's a commonality that connects us to each other as much as our need to breathe, to be loved, to have food, shelter and water. Trauma is a truth....it's our responses to it that make all the difference. I never grew up understanding this truth, and made a lot of choices to distract me from looking at the truths of the traumatic events in my life. Now that I've landed on the other side of the denial coin, I'm able to accept my suffering, and handle it. Whether my