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Limited Practice - New Clients for Intimacy Life Coaching Only
“Every secret of a writer’s soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind, is written large in his works.” — Virginia Woolf
I've begun writing them! These are timeless stories of dark humor at their very core. My life has been a healing odessey. The many twists and turns began with a bare bones Catholic childhood in Northeast Philadelphia.
They span a journey of shame and humiliation to crippling illness and glorious victories.
Carving out a life has been an adventure. I ignored some rules, dropped the "shoulds", and followed an inner guidance. Getting fired, getting arrested, being committed to a psych hospital with a backdrop of numerous college degrees and professional certifications and experiences. It's all there!
Many tragic experiences could have led to a miserable existence. I held on to a deep knowing that all circumstances in life were designed to groom me for the real skills needed for a peaceful life. Each drama was a lesson in refining the edges of my personality. Each loss was ultimately a gift. I learned that I didn't need to live on the edge and ultimately cultivated the wisdom mystics teach.
Authentic, unapologetic, insightful, liberating, and inspiring for those who appreciate self-transformation.
My musically trained voice lends itself well to the spoken word! The inflections convey the dark humor with the passive devil may care attitude of Rosanne Barr.
I'm available for groups who wish to hear them! They lend themselves to personal empowerment and liberation mixed with a healthy dose of spiritual evolution!
A book is in the beginning stages. Stay tuned.
"I know about the book I said to the astrologer reading my cards. But I am not going to write it. I suppose it will happen in my next life," I sighed eager to move to the next topic. Every time I had the occasional reading “the book or is it two? and the associated travel abroad” would show up. Writing a book is daunting. The fiction and nonfiction books I read leave me in awe of the task the writer undertook. It’s over my head. Too much energy. Too much time. I have no plans to push myself into a grueling schedule of writing every day for months. It’s not happening.
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The books Running with Scissors, Educated, Eat Pray Love, Glass Castles, ‘tis, and Stray to name a few memorable titles were written by individuals who overcame tremendous obstacles beginning in childhood. Their bravery, vulnerability, and dark humor; such hearts, such souls are more than any friendship could provide.
I rode my bike as far as I wanted, once across the city to North Philadelphia, notorious for poverty and crime. I swam in the river. Ten years old, I crossed a fifteen feet waterfall, climbing over boulders with a stick. Freedom was my friend and my nemesis.
Since I had become pregnant again at Herman's insistence that Theodore should have a sibling, this new child received only a reluctant welcome. Is that a mean thing to say? I wish that I had a dream to be a mother because these were two beautiful and healthy babies.
I learned to be a survivor. It came in handy dealing with the Principal at the school I was teaching.
I was in fifth grade when I began getting anonymous phone calls from a man. The year would have been 1970. It was impossible to have a private conversation. That didn’t matter in our household. No one cared who you spoke to or what you said.
Making A Living In The Conventional Arena A creative person can have enormous difficulty finding a suitable employment environment. We see things from a different perspective. But our ideas often are ignored. Perhaps our advanced observation skills threaten our superiors.
Transformation and metaphysical studies including A Course In Miracles & Eckhart Tolle
I stopped having any interest in the world. If you accuse me of living in a bubble, you would be correct! Read a portion of this story in my blog!
Obviously, after ending not one, but two careers, and having this complex inner life, I needed to find something that would keep me engaged. Shifting my professional focus required self-assurance and inner strength. Fears had to be kept at bay. I had regained my bearings.
I was becoming only slightly aware of possible legal ramifications but pushed them aside because the tantra teachers never addressed the law. Some of my clients said they were worried for me about the legal risks I was taking. I couldn’t fathom the police paying any attention to me...
My foray into the world of kink. One thing about kink is that it often does not involve any sex acts. When my clients were immersed in their world of fantasy they would enter a form of peaceful trance-like state.
A long term relationship comes to an abrupt end when a third person is inserted. Truly, it was not his fault that I’d become emotionally and financially codependent upon him. But that was the reality. I was devastated. How would I survive? Josh had always promised me that financial angst was a thing of the past; that I would never find myself in that situation again. I trusted him to keep that promise.
A depiction of the saga of the mental health system’s complete incompetence as I experienced it in 2018 when I made the error of weaning myself from my medication. I headed down a dangerous road when I became very interested in natural remedies. The therapist should have seen the red flag waving in front of her face when I said that I had begun tapering my meds.
A COVID Relationship Halted by Alcoholism Chemistry was forming between us. It was not something that was even remotely foretold, at least on my part. I was very surprised at this turn of events. He began to appear quite attractive.
In this memoir you'll meet some remarkable men who supported me and influenced me over the course of my life, from middle school through recent years. From the romantic to the therapeutic to the artistic interests. These were the Jewish men who helped me navigate life and I didn't even include Jesus!
I had my own style. I didn’t read fashion magazines. I wasn’t trendy. I was me and that was obviously pissing some people off. Add that to the list of things people already found annoying about me - social awkwardness, the ability to say no, and a tendency to say what was on my mind. My list of long-lasting friends never grew much over the years.
Up until recently, I have had many moments of loving life, but I always hesitated to declare my love for it. I hadn’t felt it was true for me but didn’t have an answer to why this was so. Not until I consciously realized that I do indeed trust life, finally. It had proven itself to me that it would never cast me off in abandonment. I now know this for certain. I feel ownership when I state that I, Elaine Miles, love life.
I’m glad we are finally going to the ocean more in the summer. It’s the best place to be on a hot day. Some people think that the ocean is dirty, and they never go. If they did go, they would see how clean it is. Sometimes I can even see my feet. I even saw dolphins, and someone said that a whale was even seen.
Estrangement is not always a terrible thing. It’s not an easy pill to swallow, but it brings with it a certain amount of freedom. You have been given permission to take a shot at life in a brand-new way. You can wallow in self-pity, or you can see it for what it is – the forced pruning of expectations which made you hide yourself.
Work in progress.....stay tuned
By the time COVID rolled around I knew that the mainstream media provided half-truths. I had endured medical malpractice so severe it almost permanently stole my dignity and threatened to bury me alive.
There are people who go down these paths only to become severely depressed. Others begin having anxiety attacks. Many have to walk away to remain on an even keel. Many more cannot handle the truth.
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