Healing in Motion
Tips and comments from my own healing journey
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On seasonal relationships, small acts, and the ripples we never get to see I looked them up on a whim, really. I was visiting my parents, staying in the neighborhood where I used to live when I was young and broke and piecing myself together after something I didn’t yet have words for. Something about…
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There was a time when my entire garden was a stoop. A small landing outside my front door, a staircase, a few square feet of sunlight. For nearly ten years, that was my outdoor space — and I made it into something. Hanging baskets spilling over with flowers and strawberries. Pots crowded with basil and…
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The Exits I Built For a long time, my evenings had a ritual. Not an intentional one. Not the kind you design or feel proud of. More like a groove worn into the floor by the same path walked too many times. I would come home — from a hard day, a frustrating meeting, a…
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Every morning, I dragged myself out of bed with a heaviness that had nothing to do with being tired. On paper, I had everything I’d worked toward—a legal career that perfectly matched my decade of property management experience, clients who needed my expertise, financial stability. I was succeeding. So why did I feel like I was…
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Content warning: This post discusses collective trauma, violence, and vicarious trauma in advocacy work. I keep returning to a question that has no easy answer: How do we do this work—how do we bear witness to suffering, how do we advocate for justice—when the world feels like it’s burning around us? This morning, I watched…
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I dream of libraries almost every night. Not the bright, modern kind with floor-to-ceiling windows and café corners, but the old ones—dim, wood-paneled, smelling of aged paper and possibility. In these dreams, I’m always studying something. Sometimes it’s a literature class where we’re dissecting symbolism in a novel I’ve never actually read. Other times, I’m…
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What happens when government shutdowns cancel victim advocacy training and cut $72 million in survivor services? What does it mean to pursue victim advocate certification while democratic institutions erode and funding for trauma-informed care disappears? On October 18th, I wore yellow and stood with millions of others across the country at the No Kings National…
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It’s been over a month since I’ve written here. A month that began with me turning 40—a milestone I’d been looking forward to with an optimism I hadn’t felt in years. I was ready to start a new decade. Ready to step into something different. And then I got sick. Not just a cold. Seriously,…
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When I started my journey toward becoming a credentialed victim advocate, I knew I’d be learning about trauma. I knew I’d be studying crisis intervention, legal systems, and support strategies. What I didn’t expect was how much I’d be learning about grief—and how much of my own grief I’d finally be able to name. The…
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Understanding the stages of trauma recovery can transform your healing journey from feeling lost to having a clear roadmap forward. Whether you’re healing from childhood abuse, sexual assault, domestic violence, or other traumatic experiences, recognizing where you are in established recovery models helps you trust the process and be patient with yourself. This post explores…