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  • Working with young people that have suffered deep trauma, often in isolation and without a supportive network of resources can be heartbreaking. It's especially hard when I know that there is treatment. What's even harder to communicate is that there is a loving, healing presence in every one of us who loves us even when we see ourselves as totally unlovable. I know I cannot fix but I hope my eyes reflect that presence and my actions in those critical moments are unconditional in their love.

    I know a boy
    who was set to burning.
    His secrets caught fire
    and the silence raged out of control.
    Consumed by the thoughts of the many,
    he was lost to the presence of The One
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