Healing Family Trauma

My sisters and I surprised my Mom and Kevin with a family reunion in Mt. Hood this week and I am still reeling from it! Dori! Four dogs! Three sistas! And Mom and Kevin! We chased waterfalls. Laughed. Ate all the food. Drank all (well, some) of the wine. Held space. Loved. Accepted. Transformed. Healed. It’s been a long time since we have all been together. And I don’t think we have ever all been together in such tight headquarters. Haha. As beautiful as it was, I know we were called together to work. And part of the work is to BE. Be with each other. For the recalibration. There is a lot of inter-generational trauma. Each generation doing better than the last, but there is always work to be done. And the work to be done this time was being. Loving. Observing. Loving. Laughing. Loving. Grounding. Accepting. Loving. “Her nervous system had been through so much. She decided to spend the rest of her life calming the inflammation. Thoughts, feelings, memories, behavior, relations. She soothed it all with deep, loving breaths and gentle practices. The softer she became with herself, the softer she became with the world, which became softer with her. She birthed a new generational cycle: Peace."~Jaiya John❤️🐉🌎🌈🐝🌞🍁🌻🧚‍♀️🦅🍄🧚‍♀️🍂🔥🦋🦄💫


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