Healing Generational Trauma
Everybody here’s got a story to tell Everybody’s been through their own hell There’s nothing too special about getting hurt But getting over it, that takes the work -Duck and Cover, Song by Glen Phillips 2005 No one knows your trauma, not fully. Only you. And your tribe beyond the veil. Are you healing ancestral wounds, passed down from generations long forgotten? There’s unimaginable pain and suffering stored and stacked neatly in your double helix, waiting to be released to the Light—OR are you going to push your trauma down and keep piling onto that ancient stack, ignoring it, burying it deep, passing it on down the generational line? Some of us are called to task, we’re branded ‘Black Sheep’ of the family. We’re weirdo’s, troublemakers, outsiders, misfits. But we’re also intuitive, passionate, truth seeking bad asses. We feel our ancestors in our bones, hear their cries in our restless slumber, wear their strength on our weathered faces. Shadow work can make you mad. But that ...