While walking Rialto Beach and Mora, my gaze landed on a beautiful piece of driftwood, and it wasn’t until I climbed onto the wood structure, that I noticed the enormous stone wedged and locked deep within the wooden layers. For me, photography captures meaningful imagery that may parallel some of what I wish to share with my readers. The driftwood and stone combination reflects for me how we may struggle to acknowledge who we are by way of our innate goodness given the various woundings that happened to us. Our bodies seem to hold the energies of the accumulative layers of painful experiences and it may feel as if these negative happenings along with our thoughts and feelings about them are wedged and locked in such that we may be unable to experience the vitality that life brings. When we identify with the wounding that happened to us, we may believe we are the wounding (e.g. if bad happened to me, then I am bad). We may feel imprisoned rather than able to live life fully. Wounding imprints are set early in life and our reactions concerning what happened to us begin to establish patterns and ways of defending that may be repeated over and over in life. We may feel stuck in our efforts to discontinue the patterns given their strength and persistence, and yet, these repeated patterns (i.e. recapitulations) are our way of bringing to the surface our hope for healing. We tend to repeat what we want to heal. It can be here where the healing journey begins.

07 Aug This entry was published on August 7, 2014 at 4:22 PM. It’s filed under counseling, health, mental health, therapy, wellness and tagged healing, wounding. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.