Category Archives: Psychoanalytic
Sprouting with Anger
A little anger always lights me up and I am inspired to write. Sometimes I can see my way around it fairly quickly. My Saint Patrick’s Day story is about some anger and the Leprechauns and how the angry Maria dealt with it. I am taking lessons from her. Continue reading
The Ark
Our past within our family of origin has a big impact on us. It is easy to not be aware of how it affects our thinking and how it floods us with yearnings for what cannot be. Continue reading
Asse’s Ears
This story can be considered magical realism and/or active imagination, the former associated with writing and the latter with dreams. Active imagination is when you take the dream and let it come alive in the imagination. Continue reading
Simple Grace
The best birthday is the one where you affirm what you want going forward and I tried to be out in nature, near water, write and paint on the day. I enjoyed my birthday better than any one so far. Continue reading
Trespasses and Debts
I feel obligated to work on a few of my own dreams in this New Year. It is easy to talk about the dreams of others and ignore my own. So I am chastised to have a better attitude and to bring in some fresh air to myself, perhaps the air of Life that is available. Continue reading
Mariah’s Toothache
A tooth ache causes some trepidation, whether it is caused by the erratic path of the pain or by getting the appropriate attention to be better. It is always a struggle, a triggering into old teeth stories, and accepting that it is a great gift to have a wonderful dentist to attend to your beautiful teeth. Continue reading
FOLLOW YOUR NOSE
I had a wonderful afternoon at Silver Lake in Dayton, Virginia just enjoying the sound of water, being alone, doing some PT and dropping into the water for a short time on a lovely Sunday Afternoon.
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Happy Thanksgiving
May you go forth in thanksgiving for everything that life brings to you. As for me and my house, that is, my body, mind and soul, we will serve the Lord. Long may it continue and when the turkey takes over me in more ways than one, may I rush back for Oneness. All is One, One is All, There is only One. I will pray for you lovely readers. May you be in prayer often and I would feel it is a magnificent gift, a bonus for you to pray for me. Love from Rose. Continue reading
Traffic
There is a slew of cars and trailer trucks coming down her street this morning, in a non stop procession, in a great rush through the intersection where Rose has asked the angels to help stop accidents by standing guard … Continue reading
Rose Longworth Counseling 