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WHO AM I? 
March 28th 10am - 5pm.  Save the date: workshop details coming soon.

This is an invitation.

 

...to discover who you are.

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Most trauma research was built on bodies in acute crisis.
War. Predators. Immediate threat.

Brilliant work. Important work.

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But it didn’t fully account for what happens to a girl who slowly learns that her body is more important to look at than to live inside.

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Many women don’t have a single origin story.
No one moment to point to.
No tiger. No battlefield.

Instead, there was shaping.

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Shaping into nice.
Into small.
Into pleasing.
Into being easy to be around.

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We weren’t trained in fight.  We weren’t able to flee.


So the nervous system learned something else.

Appease.
Accommodate.
Smile.

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You can’t “release” twenty years of sucking in your stomach.  You can’t tremor out a lifetime of making yourself digestible.

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Some of what you call dysregulation….might actually be exhaustion.

From being assessed.
From scanning rooms.
From managing moods.
From anticipating needs.


Some of us are lso tired from living in a body that is constantly being evaluated. By ourselves most of all.

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And here you are.  Still adapting.  Still surviving.  But maybe ready to do something different.

​Because here’s the shift:  Your body doesn’t keep score.


Story listens to testimony.  When you are proud…or scared…or loving…or angry…​  That is your body speaking.  To know who you are is to listen to who you are.​  Not who you were trained to be.  Not who gets approval.  Not who keeps the peace.

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But the person underneath the accommodation.  And when anyone begins to hear their own body clearly?  They become difficult for everyone who depended on them being self-sacrificing.

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If this resonates — 
I created a workshop for you.

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A place to untangle score from story and to reconnect with the body that has been carrying more than anyone realized.​

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Come sit with me.

Let’s listen.

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