Needing a community space to non-verbally process my delayed grief response of my parents’ death, I recently attended a grief dancing ceremony.
Grief Dancing Ceremony
As a kid, I became the natural caretaker of my two amazing parents. My dad suddenly died from a heart attack in March of 2006 (I was 18). And my mom died from a long battle with breast cancer in December of 2008 (I was 21). It has been almost 10 years that I have been without parents in my life.
Soon after my parents’ deaths, I advanced my care-taking knowledge and skills by becoming a licensed Marriage and Family Therapist. Initially I wanted to continue my 5 year long career path as a Public Health researcher, however becoming a mental health therapist seemed to be my natural next step.
I became dedicated to my successful and intensive professional path. As a result, I’ve also successfully avoided diving deep into my grief work until about a year ago. ...READ MORE...
A self-reflection poem I wrote in the midst of processing my emotional pain.
I Can Finally Feel
When I cry
I can feel the pain
And remember the memories
Of so many happy times
Because I can feel
So much pain
(I can finally feel.) ...READ MORE...
Through utilizing my ever growing collection of nature based metaphors, I will briefly reflect on my most recent camping road trip adventure.
Nature Based Metaphors and My Life
Nature based metaphors are a powerful tool to use when trying to understand the dynamics and behavior of something potentially intangible. Recently I turned off my cell phone for the weekend and escaped on a camping road trip around NE Washington. My ultimate goal focused on disconnection from the every day hustle. However, now reflecting back on my experience, I realize that I actually longed for a re-connection to nature. And, to highlight the complexity of my internal adventure, I will use nature based metaphors to explore my intense weekend journey. The nature based metaphor themes include: earth, water, wind, heart, and fire. ...READ MORE...
I wrote this poem about a fictional stale marriage using inspiration from a Creative Collaboration. I posted on Facebook: “Look to your right, what do you see?” All answers to the question are formatted in the poem like *this*, and I wrote the poem within the goal of an hour.
A Stale Marriage
Stuck between *dirty dishes
A red bed pillow
And the wall* ...READ MORE...
In 2013 I moved from New York to Oregon via a loosely planned Couchsurfing road trip. My undetermined final destination lingered as I navigated many situations, including being stranded on a farm.
Just Simply Alice in New York
In the few months before I departed New York for this road trip, I had a series of many life altering events occur. ...READ MORE...