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Unexpected Avenues of Healing: Bridging My Parts Back Together Through Story
A journey of rediscovering wholeness, healing childhood wounds, and finding pathways back to the parts of ourselves we’ve left behind.
Our Natural Gifts from Childhood
As a child, I was an avid reader. Along with swimming and daydreaming and jumping on the trampoline, it ranked as one of my favorite hobbies. Some of my fondest childhood memories are from engaging with stories, from reading the Little House on the Prairie books when I was nine, to waiting for the latest Babysitter’s Club novel to arrive in the mail. I often fell asleep with a book across my chest, trying to make it through just one more chapter.
Even before I could read, I delighted in the way my father read me bedtime stories, always going out of his way to make the characters and voices come alive off the page. When I feel back to these times in my childhood, I get the sense of being warm, relaxed, and blissfully peaceful. Therefore it doesn’t surprise me that once I was old enough, I began writing my own poetry and stories.
When I was a pre-teen, my main motivation to write came from a desire to “fix” or change the character arcs and storylines of my favorite television shows. As an…
