Trauma and Neglect

The blog includes articles I have written over the last few years, as well as a weekly post where I share what’s on my mind, even if it’s an undeveloped idea that popped up when I was stirring a vat of cheese!

On Service: Altruism, Neglect, Love

I happened to catch an interview the other day with US Surgeon General Vivek Murthy. I had heard him before but I was in the car, and there was nothing else on

The Dilemma Without Solution, Revisited: COVID 19, DBR

Covid It was 2020, the COVID 19 Pandemic hit, and like everyone else, I could not meet face to face, and therefore could not practice neurofeedback with my clients. All of us

A Place At the Table: Front and Center, Octopi, Poetic Justice

Front Row I’ve just returned from the 35th Annual Boston International Trauma Conference. What is lodged in my head is the very old song by Pete Seeger and the Weavers: Wasn’t that

Changing Our Minds: “New” Paradigms, Protocols and Possibilities Over 35 Years

I remember back in 2013, being in a book signing line with my three copies of the then-new book Cooked, by Michael Pollan. Pollan, a local treasure, was/is one of my great

Fields in Boston? Generations, Fields, Genius

I am unquestionably a scrooge about pretty much all holidays. Most of them are riddled with nightmarish childhood memories, partly because many of the Jewish holidays had traditional foods and food rituals,

Dark and Light: Boxes, Darkness, Whom to Be

I have often told this story, as a perhaps amusing illustration of attachment terror: I met my now long beloved husband in 1990, and after about 10 months of courting, and much

Boston City Limits: Ghosts and Shadows, Time, Neglect-Informed Psychotherapy

The first time I heard Bessel speak must have been in 1988 or 89. It was at the grand rounds of a small, local hospital in Berkeley, open to the public. As

Attachment Shock: Pandemic, DBR, Validation

It was the end of 2019, I was awash in all the mixed emotions of my father’s death. And boom, enter the Pandemic of COVID-19. Abruptly, the entire world was invaded, shrouded

Neglect to Remember: Proust, Bushes, Healthy Aging

Sometimes memory seems so mysterious and baffling. The other day, suddenly and seemingly quite randomly, I felt washed over by a “Maverick” wave of shame. Maverick waves I learned, in the surfing

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