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10/06/2026

There are passages in which grief does not want to be brought into the light, not yet.

Something is still being worked in the dark, beneath language and understanding, down in the soil of the body where old forms begin to soften and lose their shape. We are being marinated there, altered by what we cannot yet name, changed in ways that do not announce themselves as transformation.

This is difficult for the part of us that wants healing to mean movement, clarity, release. We want to bring the grief somewhere, to transform it, integrate it, discover what it has come to teach us. But there are times when grief has no teaching to offer. It asks only that something be allowed to decay: an old dream, an identity, a future we were certain would arrive, a way of belonging to the world that can no longer accompany us.

There is dignity in this darkening. The forest does not apologize for decomposition. Fallen things are taken into the earth and worked upon in secret, and what appears to be ending becomes part of the soil from which another life may one day emerge.

Perhaps grief, too, has seasons in which it does not need to be healed. Perhaps it is already participating in a deeper healing, one that does not rescue us from the darkness, but allows the darkness to complete something in us.

Some doors close only underground.

10/03/2026

There is a great deal of wisdom in the now-familiar phrase that “the body keeps the score.”

Our bodies carry our histories. They remember what overwhelmed us, what frightened us, what brought pleasure, what required protection. Long before the conceptual mind has figured out what is happening, the body may already be responding—with contraction or expansion, trembling or warmth, an impulse to move toward or pull away.

Learning to listen to these communications, to cultivate a kind of somatic sensitivity, has been an important part of my own life and work for many years.

But the body is not an oracle. Because some of the score was written a very long time ago.

A nervous system shaped in an environment where intimacy carried danger may register closeness as threat. Someone who learned that belonging required self-abandonment may feel intense activation while setting a healthy boundary. What feels expansive and alive may be a movement toward something deeply true—or toward something exquisitely familiar.

None of this means the body is wrong. The contraction is real, the fear is real, the trembling is real. But what the body is responding to may not belong entirely to the present moment. And perhaps this is where somatic sensitivity begins to deepen into somatic discernment.

Listening to the body is not the same as obeying it. Rather than immediately asking, What is my body telling me to do?, we might become curious about another question: What is happening in my body as I am here?

We may not know immediately whether the fear is signaling danger or vulnerability, whether the contraction is asking us to leave or marking a threshold that was once unsafe to cross. And perhaps that not-knowing is part of the practice.

The body is not standing outside our history, offering pure instructions about the life we should live. The body is inside the history.

This is exactly why its communications deserve our attention—not as commandments, but as part of an ongoing conversation between past and present, protection and possibility.

The body knows. But the body knows many things.

09/30/2026

We’ve been exploring the unlived life recently in a group I lead, staying close to some of the ways that anger and shame can become entangled with one another—what happens to the parts of us that learned they had to remain outside our lived experience in order for us to belong.

For many of us, anger was not simply discouraged growing up; it became associated with a threat to belonging. We learned, often without anyone ever saying it directly, that certain feelings might cost us closeness, approval, or love.

And so when anger begins to arise in the body—perhaps as heat, protest, a clear sense of no, or the recognition that something has hurt us—shame can arrive almost immediately with it: I shouldn’t feel this. There’s something wrong with me. I’m being difficult, selfish, too much.

In this way, shame can interrupt anger before we have a chance to listen to what it is trying to communicate. Rather than anger becoming information—about a boundary, a hurt, a need for differentiation—it becomes evidence against the self.

Part of integrating anger, then, may involve becoming curious about the shame that surrounds it, and slowly discovering that we can allow the energy of anger to move through us without either acting it out or turning it back against ourselves.

We can feel the protest without becoming the protest. We can listen for the intelligence within the anger while remaining in relationship with ourselves and with another.

Perhaps, over time, we begin to discover that our anger does not necessarily threaten belonging.

That sometimes it is precisely what allows a more honest form of belonging to emerge.

09/29/2026

There are regions of the self that remain hidden until another person matters.

We can spend years learning ourselves, tending our histories, sitting quietly with our bodies and hearts. We can come to know our patterns, our vulnerabilities, the places where we tend to leave ourselves, and the old strategies we once needed in order to stay connected.

And then someone matters. Suddenly there is something to lose. Someone whose nearness can awaken a longing we didn’t know was there, and whose distance can constellate an ancient world.

This is one of the mysteries of relationship: the other does not merely meet the person we already are. They participate in revealing the person we have not yet encountered.

In the presence of someone who matters, the underground begins to stir. Old grief comes looking for us. Dependency and tenderness appear. Anger carries its ancient intelligence. The longing to merge arises alongside an equally primordial need to remain separate, intact, and true to our own experience.

We discover the two great vulnerabilities of attachment: that we might lose the one we love, and that in loving them we might lose ourselves. Neither vulnerability is a mistake.

Relationship takes us into places that solitude often cannot, not because solitude is incomplete, but because there are dimensions of the psyche that are relational by their very nature. They require another subjectivity, another history, someone we cannot fully know or control, to call them into form.

This is why intimacy can be so tenderizing. The person before us becomes entangled, for a time, with everyone we have ever loved and lost, with what was given and what was withheld, with the unlived life and the unmetabolized dream.

And yet the invitation is not to make the other responsible for any of this. Slowly, we learn to separate the person in front of us from the ghosts who have gathered around them. We retrieve our projections, grieve what they cannot give us, allow them their difference, and risk disappointing them rather than abandoning ourselves.

Perhaps this is one of the secret initiations of relationship: to let another person matter profoundly while allowing them to remain other. To discover whether we can remain close without collapsing the space between us, without requiring intimacy to protect us from loss.

And somehow, in the midst of all of this, to keep our hearts available.

There are parts of us waiting for precisely this kind of encounter—not to be fixed or transcended, but to be brought out of exile and into the light of relationship, where they might finally be known.

09/24/2026

There are forms of grief that arrive not only because something has been lost, but because an entire world is passing away. A way we imagined our life would unfold. A relationship to ourselves. A future we had quietly organized around. An identity that once gave us shelter but can no longer accompany us where we are going.

We may think our task is to move through grief so that we can return to life. But there are times when grief is the life that has come for us.

In the old stories, the journey into the underworld was rarely undertaken voluntarily. Something happened—a rupture, a disappearance, a summons. The familiar world opened beneath the feet and the traveler was taken below, into a place where the ordinary maps were of little use.

This may be one of grief’s secret functions. It takes us somewhere our usual ways of knowing cannot follow, beneath improvement and transcendence, beneath the person we have been trying so hard to become.

If we can resist the demand to turn grief too quickly into meaning, medicine, or transformation, we may begin to sense another presence there. Something ancient accompanying us through the dark, not explaining the loss or promising that everything happens for a reason, not asking us to rise, but walking beside us as the old world dissolves and our eyes slowly adjust to a different kind of light.

Grief is not only what we feel when we lose something we love. At times, it becomes a psychopomp—the one who walks with us across the threshold when an old world can no longer continue.

09/21/2026

Tomorrow morning, we'll gather for the first session of Shadow Work: A Compassionate Path into the Unfinished Work of Healing.

Over the coming six weeks, we'll explore some of the places within us that insight and spiritual practice alone may not have reached — the parts of ourselves that learned to hide, adapt, and protect us, and the ways they continue to live in our bodies, relationships, and emotional lives.

My hope is that this will be a space where we can slow down, become curious about what we've been carrying, and begin to relate to these tender and sometimes difficult places with greater compassion and care.

If you've been considering joining us, I'd love to have you with us.

We'll meet live for six Tuesdays, beginning September 22. All sessions will be recorded and available by replay, so you're welcome to join us even if you can't attend live.

You can learn more and join us here: https://mattlicataphd.com/shadow-work/

09/19/2026

Spiritual practice can open us into dimensions of freedom, presence, and belonging that transform the way we experience ourselves and the world. And yet there are places within us that awakening alone may not reach.

Our early relational histories continue to live in the body and nervous system, in the ways we protect ourselves, in what we expect from love, in the feelings and needs we've learned to hide, and in the parts of ourselves we abandoned in order to preserve attachment and belonging.

This is one reason I believe psychological work can be such an important companion to the spiritual path. Tending to the shadow does not diminish or somehow make less important the discoveries of spiritual practice. It can help those discoveries find their way more deeply into our embodied and relational lives—into the places where we actually love, grieve, struggle, protect ourselves, and encounter one another.

This coming Tuesday, we'll begin a six-week journey together into this territory. We'll explore the ways the shadow appears in relationship, shame, grief, vulnerability, and the body, as well as the protective intelligence of the parts of us that learned to hide and adapt.

My hope is that this will be less a course about “fixing” ourselves and more a compassionate space in which we can become curious about what has been left behind—and what might still be waiting to be known, felt, and lived.

Shadow Work: The Parts of You Awakening Didn't Touch begins this Tuesday, September 22. We'll meet live for six Tuesdays, and all sessions will also be available by replay.

If this territory feels alive for you, I'd love to have you with us. You can learn more and join us here: https://mattlicataphd.com/shadow-work/ ❤️

09/16/2026

The shadow is not made only of what is dark. It is made of what had to disappear.

We tend to imagine the shadow as containing what is wounded, primitive, shameful, or unwanted within us. And certainly these places can find their way there. But the shadow also carries forms of aliveness that at some point became too costly to inhabit.

Anger that threatened belonging. Sensitivity that overwhelmed the room. Need that could not safely be expressed. Instinct, desire, wildness, creativity, even joy—dimensions of our humanity that could not accompany us into the early arrangements we made in order to preserve attachment and love.

But what was exiled did not disappear. It went underground.

And from there it continues to participate in our lives, appearing in the body, in dreams and symptoms, in our relationships, and in those strangely repetitive situations where something older seems to return despite everything we understand about ourselves.

Perhaps this is why shadow work asks something different of us than greater insight alone. The shadow is not merely a problem to illuminate or a collection of unwanted material to integrate. It is also a place where unlived life has been waiting.

There may be moments when what is needed is not more light, but a willingness to descend—to enter the darker places of psyche and soma with enough curiosity and devotion that what has been living there no longer has to remain hidden.

Not that we understand, but that we enter.

This is some of the territory we'll be exploring together in Shadow Work: The Parts of You Awakening Didn't Touch, beginning September 22.

https://mattlicataphd.com/shadow-work/

09/14/2026

It’s not easy to do this work on our own.

Healing, awakening, individuation — whatever words we might use — can take us into some pretty tender and unfamiliar places. Places where the old maps don’t always work, and where it can be difficult to know what exactly is happening.

I’ve always felt there is something important about gathering together around these questions.

Not because someone else can give us the answers, or tell us how to heal, but because there can be something supportive about being in the company of others who are also trying to find their way. To slow down together for a little while, to listen, to wonder, and perhaps to discover that we don’t have to relate to ourselves as another project to fix or improve.

Tomorrow I’ll be offering a free live online gathering, A Different Way of Understanding Healing.

We’ll spend some time together exploring another way of approaching healing — one that is less about fixing ourselves and more about learning how to stay close to the places within us that are asking for our attention and care.

If this speaks to you, I’d love to have you there.

Tuesday, September 15
9:00 AM Pacific / 12:00 PM Eastern / 5:00 PM London

https://mattlicataphd.com/a-different-way/

09/12/2026

There are times when life does not ask us to rise, heal, transcend, or become better versions of ourselves. It asks something far more difficult. It asks us to descend.

To allow the structures we’ve built our identity around to loosen and, at times, to collapse entirely. The dream of who we thought we would become. The life we imagined would unfold in a certain way. The image of ourselves we worked so hard to protect. There are seasons when something underneath all of that begins to die, and no amount of positive thinking, spiritual effort, or psychological understanding can restore the previous arrangement.

And while the mind often interprets this as failure or mistake, the older traditions understood something different. They understood that there are initiations that arrive not through light, but through darkening. Through disorientation. Through grief. Through being taken underneath the surface of things.

In many of the ancient stories, the Goddess leads us downward. Into the earth. Into the cave. Into the mud and the underworld. Not as punishment, but as participation in a deeper rhythm of transformation that the modern world has largely forgotten. There are dimensions of the soul that can only awaken in the dark.

There are times when we are meant to be undone.

Not forever. Not as an end in itself. But because something false, exhausted, or too small can no longer carry the weight of our life. And so we are brought closer to the ground. Closer to the body. Closer to grief. Closer to the vulnerability we have spent years trying to outrun.

This descent often feels unbearable because it asks us to relinquish control. To stop managing the mystery. To stop demanding immediate clarity. To stop treating sorrow as an interruption to life rather than part of its deep ecology.

But when grief is allowed to move consciously, something begins to soften beneath the surface. Frozen places begin to thaw. The defended heart becomes more permeable. Perception changes. We begin to see differently, not because we have escaped suffering, but because suffering has humbled and ripened us.

The old alchemists understood that there are phases of transformation where everything appears ruined. Where the vessel blackens. Where certainty dissolves. Where we are stripped of the fantasy of mastery and brought into direct contact with what is fragile, mortal, and unfinished within us.

And yet something sacred is often taking place there.

Not in spite of the descent, but through it.

There are seasons when being brought into the earth is precisely how the soul is restored to itself.

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