Category Archives: Psychoanalytic
Shadow and Light a Ladder Make
Seeking Wholeness – Knowing our Shadows and Our Light. Once upon a time there was Darkness over the deep and God said “Let there be light.” And God made his people out of the clay and after much climbing God’s … Continue reading
The Stile
Bringing together the old healing Druidic traditions with today’s efforts of healing makes its way into this story. I dreamed of such healing rituals about thirty years ago and it was lovely to include and to embellish them. Continue reading
Moriah is Mulling about Her Cups
Anger and other kinds of complexes in us are fed by energy we stash in the complexes. It is always a struggle to figure out how to catch on to ourselves so we release this energy before it does any serious harm. This story tries to address this complex of anger and the notion of forgiveness and how anger and forgiveness might fin together. Continue reading
New Year 01/02/2021
While dreams are my go to modality for being of service to others, I also could not do that work without the help of meditation. It is like some kind of cushion which protects me and puts me on my feet all at the same time. Continue reading
Changing of the Guard
The blooming flowers in the Meditation Garden were inspirational and the little hummingbird visiting was the cream on top. I noticed neither until the end of my meditation when that flittering little bird, with green and red glitter caught my eye. Meditation helps me see in may different way including physically, when I see nature with new eyes. Continue reading
Moriah Grapples with Scapegoating
Moriah knew about the rituals of scapegoating. What started out as a ritual of putting all the blame for evil onto the head of one person and murdering them was no longer practiced. It moved into the idea that a goat … Continue reading
The Spilt Grains
My mother loved her saints, St Teresa. St Joseph and others and had her own particular prayers she addressed to them. She liked St Teresa, her namesake, in particular and while I am not sure she read her voluminous writings, … Continue reading
The Mask
I was invited or more accurately was able to go the Cape Charles, because a friend found herself there without her favorite nieces who were too busy at College. I had a great time and while there was some remnant … Continue reading
Fairy Dream and Frisco
Finally I was on my way to the Outer Banks and was excited as I was going to Frisco, which was far south on Route 12, the highway that links the outer banks together. I had a co-driver and we … Continue reading
The Scythe and the Reaper
Mirrors sometimes appear in dreams so we can see a reflection of something like our own death. But the dream also brings the motif of the Phoenix, rising as the soul rises after death out of this little corner of the universe. Continue reading
Rose Longworth Counseling 