"Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate." ― C.G. Jung
Humans have been trying to interpret their dreams since the dawn of time. Witches, medicine men, shamans, and everyday people with good imaginations were reading meaning into our dreams long before the father of psychoanalysis Sigmund Freud and famed psychiatrist Carl Jung began using them to analyze our unconscious minds.Interview with a Relationship Therapist Dr. Claudia Luciak-Donsberger
"Hurt people hurt people."–Unknown
A few weeks ago, I interviewed an amazing relationship therapist Dr. Claudia Luciak-Donsberger from Austria. I hesitated to publish the interview, though, because I thought that the time wasn't right. But thanks to you, my readers, these doubts have dissolved like a morning breeze under a ray of sunshine.
How to Keep Calm in the Middle of the Pandemic Crisis
“Nothing in life is to be feared, it is only to be understood. Now is the time to understand more, so that we may fear less.” — Marie Curie
We’re living in a rapidly changing world.
How Can Curiosity Make You a Stronger Person?
”Never lose a holy curiosity.” – Albert Einstein
Are you going on with your ”normal life” while the pain of a toxic relationship with your mother tears you apart.
You keep on putting one foot in front of the other like a zombie, not dead but not living either. Barely hanging on, gasping for a breath of fresh air.
And all you want is to be free to live your life and be happy.
Sigh.
Back to the Future: When Going Back Means Moving Forward
The time will come when you will return to places that caused you pain in the past, but you will feel good. When emotional trauma heals, the scars remain, but they don't hurt.
I returned from a trip to Moscow (not Minnesota or Texas but Russia!) – the city where I grew up.
How to Heal from a Toxic Relationship with Your Mother
The Ultimate Guide for Daughters
“Sure, Mom… me too. See you soon.”
Sigh…
You hang up the phone and a tsunami of anxiety sweeps over you.
You look around, and the cosy kitchen feels suddenly distant and unreal, as if you’re looking through a dirty glass. So does your hand, still clutching the phone – is it even your hand?