In this blog, I wrote about The Paradox: We can Heal Ourselves, But We Can’t Do It Alone. In the wake of losing my mother last year, I am in the midst of doing the most intensive trauma healing work I’ve ever done in my life. If you’ve lost a parent, you know how triggering it is to experience such deep loss. You also know how that loss touches you in places you aren’t ready to be touched until the parent you’re loyal to has left the planet. Both of my parents are gone now, so there’s nobody here left to tell me it’s not okay to explore the dark recesses of my childhood or to interpret my healing work as disloyal to my effusive love for both of my parents, who I loved and who I miss desperately.