INTRODUCTIONOn the Cliff of Awakening
“Are you sure all this trauma work hasn’t gotten to you?” he asked.
We were visiting our relatives in the Caribbean. We had hiked to the top of some cliffs on a small island, and for a moment the entire family stood quietly together, marveling, looking out at the sea. It was an exquisite sight. There was turquoise water as far as you could see, a vast, cloudless sky, and air that felt incredible to breathe. As we reached the edge of the cliffs, my first thought was, “This is unbelievably beautiful.” My second thought was,“I wonder how many people have killed themselves by jumping off these cliffs.”
Assuming that everyone around me would be having exactly the same thought, I posed my question out loud. My ...