Below you'll find a list of all posts that have been tagged as “#TraumaHealing”
When I wrote my first book, Spirit Being Human – Discovering Resilience After Trauma (2023), I had to journey back in time. I laid my life out on the floor—year by year—using old journal entries and artwork that symbolised my fifty-four years on this earth. Each year carried memories. Each memory stirred stories, images, and truths I had tucked away …
We are all held accountable for our choices, behaviours, and actions in this life—spiritual beings experiencing a very human world. Lately, I’ve felt that this accountability is beginning to ripple outward, reaching even those in positions of power. With the constant stream of fake news, conflicting narratives, and real-life horror stories in our feeds, it’s becoming harder to discern what …
The idea of “letting go” is often romanticised as a serene, calm process, one in which we simply release things that no longer serve us. But what happens when the things we are letting go of are tied to our dreams, our work, and our future? The act of downsizing and moving on from something as significant as a sprawling …
Some journeys are taken with your feet, others with your heart. Ours was both.On a recent pilgrimage to Granite Island, Carrie, Anna, and I set out with a quiet hope—to heal the wounds left behind by the violent, unresolved loss of our island sister, Melinda. We weren’t seeking answers, exactly. We were seeking connection, meaning, maybe even a sign that …
Carrie had disappeared from sight, rounding the curve of Skipper Creek inlet behind a sand island thick with mangroves. This mound of sand and greenery sat right in the middle of the freshwater stream flowing down from Skipper Creek. Nearby, a tall paperbark tree provided a small patch of shade for us. The locals had told us that, just a …
As Carrie, Anna, and I walked toward the foreshore of Scotsman’s Bay, the shade from the enormous Moreton Bay Fig trees was a welcome relief. The late morning sun in the tropics was becoming uncomfortably warm for us southerners. Beneath the cool, dark green canopy of the second fig tree, I noticed a strategically placed information plaque. Grateful for a …
Carrie and I had never set foot near Skipper Creek again after Melinda lost her life there forty-one years ago. We had talked about going many times—to sit, to meditate—but we never made it. I think we were always too sickened by the trauma of her murder, the legal case that followed, and the acquittal. Avoidance became a self-preservation tactic, …
For forty years, we never had access to all the facts surrounding the horrific murder of our dear island sister and friend, Melinda White. To this day, Carrie and I are still trying to uncover what really happened on New Year’s Eve at the Mala Bay Cabaret in 1984 on Granite Island. As one of Carrie and Mel’s best friends …
What really happened in 1984? What was the true story behind my friend Mel’s sudden and tragic death? In Chapter 15 of my book Spirit Being Human – Discovering Resilience After Trauma (2023), I share the shock and horror of this trauma. My next book will delve deeper into what happened, but the third book—still unwritten—I hope will finally reveal …
My physical body has been a wonderful vehicle, carrying me through life for almost fifty-six years. I am deeply grateful and appreciate my physical self more now than ever. I like to reward my body, gifting it with regular detoxing, rest, and resets. I’m aware that my diet as a child wasn’t the most nutritious. I never went hungry or …
