In “Childhood Disrupted”, Donna Jackson Nakazawa explains how your biography becomes your biology…and that you really can heal

A more substanative approach for adults and children who have struggled through trauma, which up till ACES has been relegated in separateness to medical industry or mental health industry. Holiness in giving people the tools they need to heal themselves, to help themselves in holistic approach that incorporates mind, body, thought patterns, wiring, biology and stress altered biology into a healthy wholesomeness. It’s coming people – finally putting it all together and I may yet see changes in approach in my lifetime!

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childhood-disruptedcovIf you want to know why you’ve been married three – or more — times. Or why you just can’t stop smoking. Or why the ability to control your drinking is slipping away from you. Or why you have so many physical problems that doctors just can’t seem to help you with. Or why you feel as if there’s no joy in your life even though you’re “successful”, there’s a book that will show how the problems that you’ve been grappling with in your adult life have their roots in childhood events that you probably didn’t even consider had any bearing on what you’re dealing with now.

After hundreds of interviews and two years of writing, science journalist Donna Jackson Nakazawa’s long-awaited book, Childhood Disrupted: How Your Biography Becomes Your Biology, and How You Can Heal, hits the bookshelves (and e-bookshelves) on Tuesday.

Besides being the first self-help book about…

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Can School Heal Children in Pain?

Aces study — Adverse Childhood Experiences. I’m excited about this study and more excited about the success showing in schools choosing to implement trauma-sensitivity training. It’s not so much about yet another program, it’s that I know the positive effects those singular moments can have on a child living with a trauma-based life when an adult reaches out. I’m happy to see progress made on such matters in my lifetime. Simple enough, powerful enough in giving child resilience to withstand the trauma, moving away from the trauma moment to learning moments!

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After learning about the overwhelming effects of childhood trauma, I decided to make a film about a school that’s adopted a “trauma-informed” lens.

Documentaries are no walk in the park. They take a lot of time and money; they have a way of making a mockery out of your narrative plans. They must share the attention of an audience that is increasingly losing more and more of it.

Why bother? It’s a good question. For me, I have one simple bar that all my films must clear: an “oh my God!” moment. If a story does not elicit that reaction from deep within my bones, I don’t do it. I count on that sense of awe, concern, wonder, and alarm to carry me through the long haul of making the film. To do otherwise, well — it just seems stupid.

After three years of hard work and uphill battles, my latest documentary…

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Man’s Best Friend: A Memorial

Our dog, Jake, an aussie, lived 15 years with us. At his end time, yesterday, in his last day, we took him back to his home region, to his Vet in Astoria, Oregon, and we let him go. My husband wrote an amazing tribute to some of the Jake stories we shared along his years. His tribute says it well, says it best.

The Mystic Mind of an Aging Boomer.

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On a day at work some 14 years ago my sweetheart and I were contacted by friends who advised us that there was a six month old beautiful dog being held at a local veterinarian’s office. He was picked up on Highway 6 East of Raymond and brought in to the vet. Apparently vagrancy for a dog carries capital punishment and we were given to understand that if no one claimed the dog within 4 days he would be put down.

Sweetheart required that we immediately go over to the vet’s and see the dog.  He was a 50-pound Australian Shepherd who looked like Lassie but with a shorter and blunter nose and ears. Sweetheart fell in love with him but I thought him too big and too rambunctious … and was overruled.

I was allowed to name him and after rejecting the idea…

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Endings – Beginnings

Having spent last 3 days bringing the posts forward to Deersings blog, and quite a trip down memory lane in the preceeding years back to 2004, feeling nostalgic for what was and getting into the present now again.

Much has transpired since the last post of January 2011…. obviously.  It is now 2015 and counting it backwards,  we now live in a different geographic location now, we have downsized, we have added some years to our age, we have spent the past two years in grandparenting role of caregiving, adapting to our adult children’s parenting styles which vary greatly from the era in which we raised them, the era in which we were raised.

Counting back then two years puts us at 2013.  My husband had retired, our income reduced considerably, and we began the process of worrying about living into our older years, and living in a rural area that we began to feel might have resources too restrictive for our elder years concerns.   At that time my daughter had taken a promotion at her job, was heading into career and had new concerns about childcare for her children.  We offered, she took us up on our offer, we trekked across the state to be residing grandparents prepared to provide childcare.

How quickly we learned the difference in lifestyles.  Alternative for us was to take a private apartment, and care for the grandchildren there.  It worked for as long as we could afford to keep up the house mortgage and the apartment rent, and otherwise provide for our daily needs.   And just when we decided to call it quits and move back across the state to our own house, my husband revealed the struggles he had been having in keeping up with budgeting expenses for two residences.   Long discussions ensued, and we made the decision to relocate, moving our belongings out of our big old house to a smaller condo residence.

We are not anywhere done with the necessary work downsizing entails.  One side of our garage is filled to the ceiling with our possessions and belongings.  These are left from our initial efforts at lightening possessions we acquired at our house.    A U-haul sized dump load, then a truck dump load; a free take what you want, a basement full of books we wouldn’t be taking, and still we had the ultimate large size U-Haul, and a smaller size U-Haul moving trips to make.  Let’s just use the words post traumatic stress …. and leave it at that regarding leaving our home, our region, our belongings, and the effort that went into this move across the state.

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Now moving forward with our new circumstances, posts at this blog should reflect the new challenges before us as we shift gears and move into the unknown waters for us in the years ahead for us; as we watch what we thought we knew as a way of life evaporate among advances that don’t seem like advances at all to us, rather a speeding train in which we wish to get off and breathe a bit.

We’re Kindle Affectionadas

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Yes, I’ve joined the ranks of Kindle fans.  My husband got me a Kindle 3 for Christmas and I’ve been looking at books I can download and read.  Finding blogs and helpful websites on internet that list free Kindle books has been especially helpful.  So let me give a shout out to Free Kindle books Plus which is now Free eBooks and Tips

There are several other sites that are helpful with books that can be downloaded to Kindle, and Amazon (the proud product developers of the Kindle) has lists of free books, and books $5.00 and under for Kindle, along with their wider list of books that can be downloaded to Kindle.

Kindle, Kindle, Kindle, ahhh, thank you.

note; since this post daughter has given us each Kindle Fire – we’ve moved into newer generations of Kindle.

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Thrift Find – Pink Kimono

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More thift find sharing.  I don’t think this kimono is vintage, but I liked the pattern and color.  For now I have it on hanger on closet door to please my eyes when I wake up in morning.  Later I thought I might use the fabric in a remake project.  Which reminds me that I need to snap some photos of the wonderful linens I found when I was thrifting with my mom in her town earlier this year.

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