The Man Who Lives Under The Bridge
The Man Who Lives Under the BridgeBy Jesse Donahue 2017 ©There is a man who lives in a large drainage culvert that goes under a road near my home. He has been there for nearly a decade. You see him frequently, standing out on the sidewalk at the large drainage pipe...
Connecting to Your Innermost Self
I’m pretty tired myself Hi. If you don’t mind, I want to speak to your soul today. How are you doing, soul? I’m pretty tired myself. Life takes a lot of energy if you know what I mean. There are so many things that need doing just to get through the day: so many...
Empowering Your Work-Life: Requesting Accommodations for Anxiety and Panic Attacks
Over the past month, I have been exploring different solutions to help with anxiety and panic attacks in the workplace. I covered breathing techniques, mindfulness, and grounding techniques, and how to build an anxiety-busting tribe…but what if those solutions are not...
Grooming Under the Guise of “Sport Development”
Many more children get “lost in the machine. Identifying children early who may show potential to become elite athletes one day is a growing social phenomenon. This growing psychology and sociological movement of “talent identification” is not only influential in the...
The Power of a Good Cry – Allowing the Grief to Surface
My name is Elizabeth, and I am a survivor of child abuse and trauma. I write articles for the foundation on my experience of living with Complex PTSD. There is a need for our world to understand survivors of trauma because there is still shockingly little out there...
Intergenerational Trauma | Letting Go of The Clutter Cycle
There is a lot of talk lately about trauma and the effects it has on us. I’d like to take it a step further in this month’s blog and show you how intergenerational trauma goes beyond behaviours and gets carried into our points of view, energy, and ways of being. These...
Are You Comfortable in Your Body?
For many survivors of childhood s*xual abuse, the journey toward healing can be fraught with discomfort. The body often becomes a site of trauma, a vessel that holds memories and sensations tied to painful experiences. The complex relationship between the mind and...
I’m Not Crazy
We were perfect for each other. Or so I thought. His love for children, our incredible chemistry, he seemed to know how I was thinking, what I liked, he made me feel like I had “come home.” I had no idea that this was his usual MO, like a game, for him to figure out...