A car almost hit me last night. The car was speeding. The car was in the wrong lane. My brain did not want to accept that a speeding car was on a direct course toward me but reflexes took over and I swerved off the road into the bushes ( Read more... )

The other morning I was riding my bike from the cabin to the bus stop in a driving rain. I had a rain cape over my clothes, but the wind was so strong that the rain cape would not stay in place covering my body. It swooped out to my left and did a great job of making me look like a strange one-winged green rolling dinosaur ( Read more... )

On the way to work this morning my eyes drifted to the right ( Read more... )

My boss gave me the replacement phone for the one I lost last week ( Read more... )

I love riding my bike ( Read more... )

In my line of work one of the bits of advice we give people who have been through anything traumatic is this: tell your story to the people who care about you and get their permission to tell it over and over again. Telling the story helps to reduce the impact it has - almost as though the negative energy of a trauma is released into the air with ( Read more... )