Author Archives: chuckbjames

When I was 14 my life was basically like the movie Sandlot. A bunch of neighborhood boys every day playing baseball or football or basketball. Every day. There were 6 of us. John, Sean, Darren, Steve, Jimmy and me. I’ve always said I need 6 friends because I need 6 to carry the casket. 🙂Continue reading “Race to nowhere…”

Today’s session was about remembering. It’s really difficult but today was something different. It was about using the technique to not only remember the trauma but also good memories. And I actually recalled a memory prior to 12! When I was 7 years old my dad forced me to go to a t-ball tryout. IContinue reading “This AND That…”

The other day the girls at the kitchen island were talking about their cat who had passed and all of the sudden they were crying. And laughing. And crying. And laughing. I sat at one end of the island perplexed. I didn’t understand and I didn’t know what to do. I was at a crossroads.Continue reading “Easy to forgive…”

One time in a speed boat we stopped it too quickly and the wake caught up and came over the back of the boat. If we had slowed the boat to a stop it wouldn’t have happened. The abrupt stop is what caused it. I learned this week that I’ve created a lifestyle that makesContinue reading “Slow the boat…”

I’ve spent most of my life making things balance. Making things “right”. Or trying to. Accounting always made sense to me. Reconciling. Balancing. Finding the missing piece and plugging it into the puzzle. The puzzle tells a story. Balancing is two halves equaling a whole. To reconcile there needs to be an understanding of bothContinue reading “The bridge…”

When someone parks in front of my house. When a neighbors dog won’t stop barking. When the 1st Amendment right to gather peacefully is outlawed. When I just washed my car and it rains. When someone in front of me sits through a green light and takes off when it turns yellow. When a storeContinue reading “Just is…”

Psalm 40. “I waited patiently for the Lord, he inclined and heard my cry. He lifted me up out of the pit, out of the miry clay. He set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise toContinue reading “5 stones…”

I wrote a long entry last night. Thought I hit “publish”. Apparently did not. Sometimes I feel like the comedian Steven Wright. Not that I’m funny…but that life is sort of oddly happening around me and I’m just an observer. “I bought spot remover and put it on my dog….now he’s gone”. A long timeContinue reading “My car, Sharon…”

At 12 years old I learned something good. That I could take care of myself. The circumstances that caused that are “not good”. But it was good that I learned that ability. As time wore on it became a measure of my value to the world. In fact, I believed I had no value ifContinue reading “No such thing as evil…”

The therapy is tough. Recalling details of a childhood can be brutal. I understand the necessity. Sometimes it’s easier to take troubles and put them in a box in our minds and lock them away. Very much like the crate that held the Ark of the Covenant in Raiders of the Lost Ark at theContinue reading “On my plate…”