Personal Statement

October, 2007 - In early 1995, I arrived on the doorstep of the dreamwork a very sick person. I was a wife, a mother of two school age boys, and I was on a year sabbatical from my job as a Waldorf teacher working with young children and their parents in a small town in northern Vermont. But really I was just broken. I could hardly leave my bed during the day and spent the nights thrashing in deep sweats and horrifying visions. If I did leave I would pay the price in the crash, crushing physical pain for days. I had not been able to eat or sleep for several months and my organs were shutting down.