There’s an intense and growing interest in embodied trauma work. Online conferences feature a coterie of excellent presenters—highly intelligent, well-researched communicators who have done pioneering work in their fields. My only regret is that many of these respected voices seem to share a blind spot: they rarely mention dance. And yet, dance could play a hugely powerful role in complementing, augmenting and even transforming this work. So on what basis do I make this claim

The Ipswich Karibu Centre offers a weekly movement-based session. The creativity, and cultural expression is tailored to include local...

Written by Belinda Shave in Heart Mind Breathe 06/06/2025 How Society Frames Connection Is loneliness necessarily the absence of company,...

However fast I run away he keeps up with me so I look elsewhere but stumble over his shoe I lie still, covering my eyes, but here is his...

Every face tells a thousand tales mapping trails, tracks and traps haunted by whispers from an ancestral crypt to today’s lesions and...

Tricks and treasons forced on infants Nothing treatable with trinkets Love was trance-muted by trauma To a trench of trickling treacle We...

I sense you there Hiding in my bilge Shivering, hungry and utterly rejected Your hidden presence Causes pain and shame Gives me...

Behind my desk, Rosalind plays with my hair. Gradually, I become aware of a firmer hand, a burn: blades are slicing through my abundant...

Wherever she treads on those fringes of town that encompass her fear – there, it comes upon her; and there: a mean, green shed;...

I’m trying to stand back from my emotions about the conflict and chaos in today’s world to see if I can find a little wisdom. In what...

Chameleons can move their eyes completely independently of one another. They can see in almost any direction, giving them almost 360°...

It began with my love-affair with dance, witnessing the benefits to my own and others' emotional and mental health. Then came my book,...

The whole world reflects our traumatic history which keeps compulsively repeating. So why do we recreate what we hate? Because fear...

Rumi the celebrated mystical poet was like a human wildfire and those near him were drawn to his vibrancy. Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi was...

To kill or not to kill? That is the question. I have been listening to different viewpoints and sitting with the longstanding paradox of...

Written by Diane Elizabeth Pilbro (Ellie) Inspired by dance and music. Thirst, that can not be quenched, Endless food to be eaten, A...

I have a chronic disease, but enjoy good health. I mean dis-ease. I won't allow myself to ease off the accelerator, to take it easy. Why...

I am an island. Where all who visit are tourists, transient and allowed only a look at the glitz and glitter, never a glimpse of the...

I’d like to tell you the story of my evolving project. A shy and clumsy young person, I didn’t imagine myself as someone who would be...

Q. Hey Stefan! Why not get out and enjoy yourself instead of concocting another trauma awareness website? A. This site has fresh insights...