High-arousal repatterning rests on this principle: that the nervous system can reorganize its relationship to experience by meeting intensity not as a threat, but as an opening.

If we were truly interested in healing trauma, we would not be refining our methods of control.

In exchange for your freedom, autonomy, and self-realization—in exchange for the normal methods life employs to bring you wisdom, the consequences you work through to extract the gold of a hard-earned lesson, the very trials that deliver a titanium backbone and genuine, resolute self-esteem—you were given the therapeutic bypass.

I once did what is called a perfection argument. I argued against my perfection. Three teachers argued for it. It was billed as “4 hours and we always win.”

I fought hard. I lost. My fight was exhausted. I had to admit that I was perfect.

I frequently come across content with titles like “11 ways to spot ADHD in women” and I’m always moved to re-diagnose this view as those with the creative impulse alive in them, rather than any pathology.

The rational mind 
carves the world into lines—clean, rigid, absolute. It splits time into past and future, reality into good and evil, bodies into us and them.

You can convert destruction into calling and suffering into creativity, offering them an alternative reality, teaching them surrender and experiential humility.

To know love is to be a medium, to draw in and receive the often difficult, often rejected and conflicted of life, and reveal with your body as instrument, as the beauty and value of the otherwise overlooked or discarded.

I have witnessed women being labeled them all: crazy, hysterical, dangerous. 
More often than not, it was other women who cast the labels.

It does not escape me that women who fit this bill are the most powerful women in the room.