The Healing Power of Being Heard

I remember the first time I sat across from my therapist. I had filled out an enormous packet of paperwork about my history, my childhood traumas, my family of origin, my current symptoms, and what I hoped to get out of therapy. To be honest, I had no idea what therapy entailed, how it worked, or even if it worked. But I was desperate for change and had exhausted my own knowledge, coping skills, and resources.

A story of generational healing: Choosing the Colors We Carry

What if every experience we have added a layer of paint to the canvas of our being?

Imagine we are born as blank canvases—full of possibility, untouched, ready to be shaped by the choices we make. With every experience, we pick up a brush and add strokes of color—some vibrant with joy, others darkened by pain. Some of that paint naturally fades, allowing for a fresh start.

A poem by Karalea Richards