I dreamed of adventures with my daughters, creative journeys indulged, meaningful meditation, and perhaps a little magic. But instead I got addiction, arguments, finally a confession, and now a slow lurch toward recovery.
Do you find yourself feeling half-spoken, half-heard or half-moved? Does your body heat up with energy like a premeditating volcano? Does your body have an empty space that howls with numbing wind? In what ways do unexpressed perceptions, translations and stories get locked in your body and ...