By Sherrie Cassel I never needed noise to drownout my pain, or to quiet the voicesin my head. You did. I need silence to drown outall the sounds of distraction. Raised inrigid fire and brimstone, yes. You knew.Our infinitely many pet peeves,had us in stitcheson a really good day. We laughed. Battling imbalanced hormones,We managedContinue reading “True Story in Prose: No rhyme, no reason”
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We each go grieving on and on, hurrah, hurrah!
By Sherrie Cassel Hokusai Katsushika (1760–1849) Cacti close shop for the winter. Cottontails hibernate. Coyotes come into neighborhoods because their prey has gone underground. Californians hustle and bustle all year round. Southern California has two seasons: perfect and a little less than perfect. I didn’t grow up with fiery hillsides of changing leaves or monthsContinue reading “We each go grieving on and on, hurrah, hurrah!”
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People Pleasing
Are you a people pleaser? Did you know people pleasing (fawning) is a survival mechanism? Did you have a lot of trauma and find yourself afraid to express your emotions, from anger to joy? This book is amazing. Ingrid even discusses how fawning affects how we grieve our losses, from losing ourselves, to losing someoneContinue reading “People Pleasing”
When Tribes Gather
By Sherrie Cassel Prior to a 2024 survey conducted by the Pew Foundation1, there was a decline in those who identify as Christian and/or religious; the trend appears to be stabilizing, very little growth, but no further decline either. The Pew research anticipates a decline in the coming years as those who identify as ChristianContinue reading “When Tribes Gather”
Is it necessary to forgive — even posthumously?
By Sherrie Cassel Mom would be eighty-four today. I miss her so very much. We drove each other crazy — often; this is common in dysfunctional families, but…we loved each other fiercely; it’s called trauma bonding. Mom always liked to be the first person to call each of her children on his or her respectiveContinue reading “Is it necessary to forgive — even posthumously?”
Emily Dickinson
by Sherrie Cassel The psychedelic lights undulate on my office ceiling. Springsteen is lightly playing his harmonica, and I am grateful…a sixty-three-year-old hippie wannabe. I wasn’t old enough to be truly aware of the bombs bursting in midair. What does it mean to “lose someone in the war” when you’re only five years old? I’veContinue reading “Emily Dickinson”
Coming Clean
By Sherrie Cassel I’m a liar. I am. I lie to myself and so, I lie to others too. Or … do I? Do I really? Ahhh, the curse of the double minded, right and left-brained, ENTJ, bipolar, Geminian mooned, Scorpio rising, Christian, Mystic, theist, non-theist, dualistic, divided, synthesized, religious, spiritual, whew, I’m tired fromContinue reading “Coming Clean”
Patterns of Imperfection
By Sherrie Cassel Triggers that awaken fears, mourning, rage, despair can be anything, really. Tonight, I was looking through a kaleidoscope, watching the patterns transform into fragments of uniquely and perfectly placed shapes and colors. I could never draw a perfect circle (for me). Even with the protractor, the spot where the pencil marks meetContinue reading “Patterns of Imperfection”
A time to mourn and a time to dance …
By Sherrie Cassel I’ve wanted to know what’s on the bottom of the ocean floor for most of my life, you know, to plumb the depths of the unknown, like Jacques Costeau. Every single day I rise from our bed, wipe the sleep from my eyes, stretch, and greet the day, is another opportunity toContinue reading “A time to mourn and a time to dance …”
Grief to Gratitude 