I first realized the physical imprint trauma is capable of leaving on one's heart years ago while lying on a massage table receiving Reiki. A vivid image appeared in my mind's eye of my own heart's radiance struggling to break through the cracks of a dark opaque outer shell. I knew at once that my healing would not be complete until this layer was shed. It's not that I was without the capacity to love, I loved deeply, rather, what I came to learn years later while training to

When I was four years old my grandmother Alice gave me a broach that no longer fastened, it looked like an owl that could have been lifted from the pages of a Dr. Seuss storybook. With the broach came the news that I was a "worrywart". I had no idea what a worrywart was, only that it sounded like something I wanted nothing to do with. My fear was confirmed as Alice instructed me to rub the owls belly whenever I began to dwell on troubles and concerns, which she felt I did far