by Jean Wolfe Powers | Feb 29, 2024 | change, healing, love, perception
Here I was, a pig of porcelain persuasion, holding court under a canopy meant for humans. But hey, who said pigs couldn’t appreciate a good rain shower? After all, when life hands you rain, it’s best to snuggle up under a pink umbrella and make the most of...
by Jean Wolfe Powers | Feb 28, 2024 | caregiving, grief, healing, love, trauma
This lone leaf, as it lands softly on the earth, a reminder of the cyclical nature of life. Now begins its transformation into mulch, becoming one with the soil from which it once drew sustenance. Finding solace in the knowledge that endings are often just beginnings...
by Jean Wolfe Powers | Feb 26, 2024 | bereavement, caregiving, codependency, grief, healing, love, trauma
On the empty park bench, rain softly falling on the brick pavers below, one can’t help but feel as though it is the wrong season of life. Instead of the vibrant renewal of spring, there’s a sense of fall endings all around. It’s a peculiar sensation,...
by Jean Wolfe Powers | Feb 23, 2024 | bereavement, caregiving, codependency, grief, healing, love, trauma
It is Jean’s honor to announce the opening of her Concierge Trauma Psychotherapy Practice. If you reside in the Orange County, California area, Jean will come to your home to provide end of life transitions with empathy and professionalism, embracing every...
by Jean Wolfe Powers | Feb 19, 2024 | caregiving, grief, healing, love, self, trauma
Hey there, caregivers! Are you up to sharing your personal journey in caregiving? I know your experiences and knowledge could provide valuable perspectives to listeners who are navigating the challenges of caregiving. We really need you, in making a...
by Jean Wolfe Powers | Feb 16, 2024 | caregiving, codependency, grief, healing, love, perception, self, trauma
Two souls one at each corner of life. As the boy gazed at the old man through his window, he saw the stories of a lifetime written on the old man’s weathered face. Tales of love, loss and resilience. As he watched the old man, the boy felt a mixture of curiosity and...
