A History of healing
Coming towards our own healing work is often not easy. This was the case for me before I started. Even just a few years ago I would have said that I don’t believe I’ve suffered from being traumatized. It’s doubtful that anybody could have convinced me otherwise. In spite of being loaded with urgent feelings, and overwhelmed by the stress I encountered in daily life, my belief was that my life was really great.
Thanks to lots of family (living or on the other side), community and cultural support, my spirit, body, emotions and mind have found a way to start coming back to balance. It is not an easy path. Often it seems like the pathway just winds back to where it started and I’m back at the beginning. Only now, the urgent feelings and the overwhelm have shifted. My challenges grow in proportion to my strengths.
I’m so grateful to spirit for giving me a task, empowering me to take it on, and lighting up the path in front of me.
Winchester is the name my body chose for me only a few years ago. My old name served me well for a long time. More recently I recovered from many traumatizing events by allowing my body to complete the physical responses that felt stuck on pause. The person I feel like on the inside is more alive. My clinical counsellor asked me about my name. The moment she asked, a part of my body spoke up, by trembling. When my body spoke, I focused all my attention on it and listened. The name came right out and it was undeniable. It was an unusual experience. I thought about it for many months. But I decided to make it official and change my name. It feels like another step in becoming the fullest version of myself.