Author: Mardi Storm

Healer, therapist, artist, supporting others professionally since 2002. Working in community settings and private practice, offering private and group work. My art has been published and is on public display.

Everything I want

Everything I wantis already hereJust step from the darknessto the shining world beyond Tiny hummingbirds come to drink from lit lanternsfooled by the beautylaughing, fly away Old age has its secretsthe masks come offand we see the day for what it isin the land of long shadows The sun crosses every zenithand sets for every soulpassages… Continue reading Everything I want

Has Relational Work Been Finally Validated by Mainstream Psychology?

Mainstream Western psychological theories tend to depict human development as a trajectory from dependence to independence. In these models, the “job” of parenting is to bring the helpless, dependent baby into a state of autonomous and independent adulthood. In contrast, relational-cultural theory (RCT) is built on the premise that, throughout the lifespan, human beings grow… Continue reading Has Relational Work Been Finally Validated by Mainstream Psychology?

LSD and the Alternate Reality of Dementia

Being with someone who has dementia is a lot like being with someone on LSD; they are in a somewhat different reality. It seems to work best to get excited for them each “new” realization, when they tell you again what they just said 20 minutes ago. It’s certainly further developing my own capacities for… Continue reading LSD and the Alternate Reality of Dementia

Summer Fades

The sunflowers’ dark faces, shining with goldstill greet me on my walksPersevering and bright, through unforgiving sun and rainLoving every minute of their joyful livesholding court over cottontails and tiny birdsperched in their branches. The air turns cool, and now, dead headsoutnumber the blossomsfeeding the hungry birds,it’s what they have to offer now,during the end… Continue reading Summer Fades

I AM DONE (An Ode to Quitting)

I am done with thisI’m finished, I’m through.I have had enoughI’m moving on.I am ending this relationship,friendship,acquaintance.I quit this club, I retract my pledgeI am leaving this placevacating this premisesdropping off the keyForgetting this town.I’m dumping my belongingsI don’t need them,I am done. I am quitting this platformdeleting my accountwithdrawing my depositstearing up contractsignoring the… Continue reading I AM DONE (An Ode to Quitting)

Being in the Unknown with Family

Our construction plans screech to a halt, everything changing under our feet like the desert sand. Stop, drop, sit, wait, watch. More going on. We knew we had to get out here to fully understand the situation and what the need may be. Living close to family, living on family land, and sharing a house… Continue reading Being in the Unknown with Family

Ten Thousand Feet Up

Walking along an alpine streamwarm to touch.Heaviness like a blanket,no relief the further I walk. Trees weep with open soresMy spirits sink.Witnessing the suffering of the forest of spruce,lodgepole pines,The sorrow of an entire ecosystemfailing. Bright growth along the stream,life would go on.The warming days threaten fishbut not all the flowers.These trees may disappear, someday,but… Continue reading Ten Thousand Feet Up

Give Me A Farmer

Give me a farmer, who knows the labor of love it takes to grow nourishmentOver a silk-pillowed kirtan-chanting spiritual seeker; Give me someone who plants her feet in the dirt to feel the power of the earth, held by cosmic energies above, beaming rays of glorious light into her soulOver a sweat shop yoga room… Continue reading Give Me A Farmer

My Ability to Manifest is Not Broken

I’ve had some sweet folks respond to my last post with encouraging suggestions of how to find the home I want for myself. I am touched. Do not worry, I still know how to manifest. I can still help teach you how to manifest your dreams by healing the unconscious. I can and will manifest… Continue reading My Ability to Manifest is Not Broken