by Jule Kucera | Jun 8, 2025 | Blog
No one ever burned me with cigarette butts or locked me in a closet for hours or days. I was fed and clothed. Whenever a therapist or some other expert said “trauma,” I passed it off. “Trauma” didn’t apply to me. —Not so fast— Three things happened, and they all sort...
by Jule Kucera | Jun 1, 2025 | Blog
Thank you for your kindness, for your care with my story, or whatever it is I’m doing here. I couldn’t tell it if I didn’t feel safe in your eyes. I used to think of myself as typical. “This is how I am. This is how people are.” But maybe not. Maybe not so much. Maybe...
by Jule Kucera | May 25, 2025 | Blog
We’re going down the rabbit hole. I’ve been doing a fair amount of work on myself. It started with an exploration of anxiety, which led to inherited family trauma, and then internal family systems. So, that’s what I’ll be serving up for the...
by Jule Kucera | May 18, 2025 | Blog
I’ve been in Spain since May 7th, visiting Khrystyna Lukashchuk, the artist who illustrated Prince Tarkten and The Rocking House. This week, I’d like you to have a vacation too, so I’m bringing back an oldie but goodie. Searching for something else, I stumbled across...
by Jule Kucera | May 11, 2025 | Blog
One morning, sitting up in bed, blue headphones on, I listened to a meditation on self-love. Roxie was in her fuzzy round bed on the floor, waiting for the blue headphones to come off. The meditation was a series of affirmations, the speaker’s voice soothing and...
by Jule Kucera | May 4, 2025 | Blog
Back when I was writing those emails that showed I wasn’t entirely okay, in hindsight, here’s what I believe was going on: I was metamorphosing—being reduced to a globby mess so I could reconfigure. I’d been doing a lot of meditation on self-love, generational trauma,...
