From Bombs to Bliss: Peeling Off the Layers of Childhood Trauma
TRIGGER WARNING: This post mentions bombs and executions and may be triggering to some people.
“Into your darkest corner, you are safe in my love, you are protected. I am the openness you seek, I am your doorway. Come sit in the circular temple of my heart, and let yourself be calm.” ~Agapi Stassinopoulos
I was six years old. My mother and I entered the bus to head home from downtown. Suddenly the sirens went off.
I felt a knot in my stomach. People started running around. A cloud of dust formed in the air. I could taste the panic. …
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