by Adina Arden Cooper
I could feel her pain as if it were my own, and it was excruciating. An ocean of sorrow crashed against me, inside my body. I wailed and wept, utterly overwhelmed by the intensity of emotions. I saw blood. A miscarriage. I felt the mother’s grief. She was a...
by Adina Arden Cooper
I hated my counselor. She was nice enough but I was convinced that she didn’t really care about me and that the only reason she pretended to was because she was getting paid. I was twelve years old and had been forced into therapy. I didn’t benefit from the...
by Adina Arden Cooper
“Do I have to?” “I’d rather not.” “I’m not a fan.” These are all responses I’ve heard from clients when I’ve invited them to go deeper into their psyches. Few people are eager to explore the depths of their...
by Adina Arden Cooper
What was your favorite toy as a child? Mine was Barbie, without question. I had a ridiculous number of them and pretty much never wanted to play with anything else. Sometimes I played with my sister, but mostly I enjoyed playing alone. I enjoyed traveling deep into...
by Adina Arden Cooper
Are you afraid of shadow work? Plodding through shadow is something that comes so naturally to me that I forget that it can be intimidating for people. “Shadow Work” has become a trendy term lately. While I appreciate that more people are interested in...
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