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There are three phases of trauma healing that I often talk about in my work. Safety. Healing does not happen in a straight line… so these are not in order… In fact, I have found that these phases tend to weave in and out of each other over and over again. Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about the turning towards phase. I’ve been reflecting on some of my own “turning toward” moments and noticing how naturally my system wants to resist, avoid, shut down, or feel vulnerable, shameful or protective around my own difficult things. So, I thought I’d share some things I have been reminding myself about this phase and what it means in my own healing. I am continually building safety in my body… “Does it feel safe enough to turn towards something difficult?” Not force ourselves. Just… Maybe that looks like noticing anxiety instead of immediately distracting from it. And honestly… Sometimes just hearing the words “turn towards” can create tightening, resistance, fear, shutdown, or the urge to avoid altogether. And that makes sense. Because trauma coping patterns are often built around protection. So of course turning towards difficult things can feel foreign. That doesn’t mean you’re doing healing wrong. It means your body has been trying to protect you. And this is where there is an invitation for compassion... Because turning towards something difficult is not about forcing yourself into overwhelm (or whatever coping your body offers you). Sometimes the most healing thing we can do is listen - when the body, heart or mind says:
And if at anytime the answer is - back to safety - we can:
If the answer is release, some ideas could be:
I invite you to try whatever resonates with you. It may be that your body is ready for that particular phase. And whatever phase you find yourself in, I want to remind you that these phases simply help us understand what kinds of tools and support might feel most helpful next. None of this healing work is about pushing past your limits. You don’t need tools because you’re broken. You deserve support because having more capacity creates more choice. And when trauma takes over completely, there often isn’t choice. So this work isn’t about becoming a perfect person who never gets triggered. It’s about slowly creating enough safety and enough capacity that you have more moments where choice becomes possible. More moments where you can stay connected to yourself. And I think that deserves so much gentleness. Because turning towards difficult things is difficult. And even considering it… Remember, ❤️ You Matter. Your Healing Matters. You Are Worth It! P.S. If this is the kind of work you’re wanting support with — learning how to gently build safety in your body, increase capacity, and move through difficult moments with more choice and compassion — this is the heart of the work I do inside my sessions and classes. Reach out for a free chat
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I am a Trauma Informed Embodiment Coach. Healing is possible for women who have trauma. Big T, Little T, Complex, Sexual, Religious, any form of trauma. Check out my content and ways we can work together.
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