Lea Morrison

07/18/2025

I didn’t just date those patterns, I became them.
They shaped how I showed up in love, friendship, family… everything.

Even inside my marriage, I couldn’t see where the pattern ended and I began.

I spent five years dating (a lot) after my divorce before meeting my current partner. And still—ten years later—I’m unraveling new layers like it’s day one.

Turns out healing isn’t linear.
It’s more like emotional archaeology, and the dig site is you.

Healing—
aka the emotional group project where no one knows the deadline, the instructions are in your mother’s voice, your inner critic won’t stop yelling, and your nervous system is filing for bankruptcy every time Mercury goes retrograde.

Not to mention overthinking everything from 2003 to this morning, trying to regulate in public, and still showing up to brunch with friends like: “No I’m good, just tired.”

This isn’t about shame.
It’s about finally seeing what’s been running the show— and choosing not to disappear in the name of connection anymore.

I see you.

With care,
Lea
Trauma Educator, Counsellor & Coach

07/10/2025

Are you lazy - or just tired of carrying everything alone?

Are you needy - or just starved of real connection?

Are you dramatic- or just finally done pretending you’re fine?

Maybe you’re not broken. Maybe you’re just … in need. And that’s not a flaw.

Maybe it’s your body asking to be heard.

🔖Save this for the days your shame speaks louder than your truth.
👥Share this with someone who’s learning to listen inward.
❤️ Your needs are not the problem. Ignoring them is.

With care,
Lea

06/17/2025

We talk a lot about trust like it’s a light switch.
You lose it.
You flip it back on with a big enough apology.
Everything goes back to normal.
Right?

Except… that’s a hard laughable no.
That’s not how nervous systems work.
Not how safety works.
And definitely not how trauma recovery works.

Rebuilding trust — whether with someone else or yourself — is a practice.
It’s not clean.
It’s not quick.
It’s not about “being the bigger person.”
It’s about boundaries, consistency, repair, and learning how to feel safe again… slowly.

Whether you’re the one rebuilding or the one being asked to trust again — give it time.
Trust doesn’t demand perfection.
It demands honesty, humility, and presence.

💬 What part of this carousel landed most for you?
✨ Let me know below — or send this to someone who’s rebuilding.

With care,
Lea

06/10/2025

They say “words don’t hurt.”
Rad. Then why am I still unpacking that one comment you made 12 years ago… with my therapist… for $150/hr? 😂

✨ Words land.
✨ Words shape.
✨ Words get turned into internal monologues, trauma responses, and belief systems.

You don’t have to be a jerk to be honest.
You don’t have to be perfect to be safe.

👉🏼 But you do need to remember: people don’t forget how you made them feel.

Every sentence you say either builds safety or erodes it. Choose accordingly.

👇 What’s one sentence you’ve never forgotten—good or bad?
Let’s name the ones that stuck.

❤️

05/30/2025

You know that one thing your brain won’t stop replaying? Yeah. That.

Rumination feels like problem-solving, but it’s actually just your brain working unpaid overtime trying to feel safe, seen, or right - and dragging you through the emotional mud in the process.

This post gives you real ways to interrupt the loop with humour, movement, weird sensory tricks, and just enough chaos to confuse your inner perfectionist.

🫶🏼 Save this for the next spiral.
❤️ Share it with your overthinking bestie.
💬 And tell me in the comments: which one are you trying first?

With care, Lea
Trauma Educator, Counsellor, Somatic Healer

05/16/2025

Betrayal isn’t always about one big moment.
Sometimes it’s a slow unraveling.

A pattern of silence, blame, and denial that leaves you questioning yourself more than the person who caused the harm.

When someone you trusted hurts you—and then avoids responsibility, shifts the blame, or minimizes your experience—your nervous system feels it as danger, not just disappointment.

You might find yourself obsessing over the details.
Or wondering if you imagined it.

Or trying to be “the bigger person” while your body screams that something’s not right.

That’s not overreacting. That’s betrayal trauma.

This post helps name the subtle but devastating ways betrayal can show up—and why it’s what they do after the rupture that often hurts the most.

If this lands, you’re not alone.
You’re not “too sensitive.”
You’re someone who expected safety and got confusion instead.
And that matters.

❤️ Save this if you needed language for what you felt.
🗣 Share it if you’ve ever been gaslit out of your own knowing.

With care,
Lea
Trauma Educator, Coach & Healer

✨ Private Coaching/Healing sessions
🔗 mindyourheartacademy.com | Trauma Education & Recovery
✍️ Best Selling Author | Transforming Pain into Purpose

05/09/2025

When I first started reading energy, I felt special.
I felt like I could SEE IT ALL.
I knew things before things were known.
I ‘healed’ the energy in a room before I even walked into it.

I did this for years.
It made me feel powerful. Intuitive. Spiritually “on.”
And in some ways, I was.

But it was also exhausting.
Lonely.
And never, ever off.

When I began learning about trauma—
About the intricate magic of the nervous system—
everything shifted.

What I thought was divine intuition
was often hypervigilance in disguise.
I wasn’t just reading energy.
I was reading the room for danger.
Anticipating who I needed to be
to stay emotionally safe.

And that realization?
It didn’t make me less intuitive.
It made me more.

Because once I learned the difference—
Once I started healing the part of me that was always bracing, scanning, adjusting—
my intuitive connection deepened.
My spirituality became more grounded, more embodied, more real.

I no longer had to perform empathy to feel safe.
I could choose it.
I could trust it.
I could live from it—without drowning in it.

So yeah—
Let’s stop calling nervous system overload “being tuned in.”
Let’s stop confusing self-abandonment with compassion.

But let’s also honor this:
Discernment is a sacred skill.
And when your nervous system is supported,
your sensitivity becomes clearer,
your connection becomes cleaner,
and your spirituality becomes truer than ever before.

You’re not here to carry it all.
You’re here to feel—freely, fully, and on purpose.
With boundaries.
With choice.
With power.

Empathic. Intuitive.
And finally, safe for yourself.

With care,
Lea
Trauma Educator, Coach & Healer

✨ Private Coaching/Healing sessions
🔗 mindyourheartacademy.com | Trauma Education & Recovery
✍️ Best Selling Author | Transforming Pain into Purpose

05/05/2025

Let’s talk about the overuse of the word “triggered.”
Because lately, it’s become the go-to label for anything that feels uncomfortable.

A disagreement? Triggered.
Being asked to reflect? Triggered.
Someone setting a boundary? Definitely triggered.

And while emotional discomfort is valid, not all discomfort is a trauma response.

⚠️ A real trigger is your nervous system sounding the alarm.
It’s survival mode—flooded, frozen, dissociated.
You feel unsafe, not just uncomfortable.
You’re not annoyed—you’re activated.

When we use “triggered” to describe every hard feeling or awkward moment, we:

❌ Water down the reality of trauma
❌ Confuse protection with avoidance
❌ Make it harder for trauma survivors to be seen and supported

“Triggered” has become a trendy catch-all—but it’s not meant to be a shield from growth or accountability.
It’s meant to name a very real, very intense experience that deserves clarity and care.

💭 The real work?
Learning to ask:
Am I truly unsafe—or am I just uncomfortable in the presence of growth?

Because healing is nuanced.
And language matters.
Let’s use it with intention.

With care,
Lea
Trauma Educator, Counsellor & Coach

05/05/2025

https://mailchi.mp/leamorrison.com/so-turns-out-joy-doesnt-require-pretending-youre-fine
Embracing Joys is officially live—and I’m now offering counselling sessions, too. Here’s what’s new (and why it matters).

If you’ve been trying to “do the work” while also wanting to hide under a weighted blanket with snacks and zero responsibilities… same.

05/04/2025

My stepmom sent me this photo from my 6th birthday in 1986. Tiny me. Polka dots. Big bangs. Bigger grin. Because I had just unwrapped the ultimate status symbol of the ‘80s: a red Walkman.

When I texted the photo to my 17-year-old son, he responded like I’d just unearthed an ancient relic. I said, “That’s a Walkman.” He replied, “I don’t know what that is”

Suddenly, I was explaining cassette tapes like some kind of nostalgic high priestess:

“You see, child, in the olden days we manually flipped music… and lived in constant fear of the AA batteries giving out mid-chorus.”

Back then? That Walkman was everything.
My childhood had its fair share of chaos & trauma but when those headphones went on? I was gone. Dancing around the living room to Corey Hart & Madonna like nothing could touch me. That was freedom. That was mine. Actually … that was also last night. 😂😂

Fast forward to now—I just turned 45 & still love to dance, albeit it’s more about air guitar & 90’s boy band moves that make me happy.

But for the first time in 15 years, I didn’t post a poetic birthday love note ON my actual bday. No deep reflections. No “what 45 taught me” carousel.
Not even a soft-light selfie with a caption about “growth and grit.” The irony of posting about not posting. 🙄

And not because I’m not proud—I am.
I graduated with honours. I became a counsellor. I’ve built real connections. My family is thriving. I live where I used to come on vacation. The list of goodness is great.

But this year? It just felt… quieter.

Here’s what I know:
That 6-year-old in the photo? She knew joy.
She knew how to dance through chaos.
She knew how to create a whole damn universe from music, movement, a plastic headset & some “Straight Up” Paula Abdul moves.

She would lose herself in movement. And I’m still learning from her.

Even if my kid thinks a Walkman is a medieval torture device, and joy now comes with a heating pad, noise-canceling headphones that cost more than my first car & my chiropractor on speed dial.

Happy (belated) 45th birthday to me.
Still reflective. Still confused. Still occasionally Googling my own symptoms.

But hey—no bangs, no breakdown. We call that growth.

04/29/2025

They said you were “overreacting.”
Nah — you were adapting.
Your body isn’t broken, it’s brilliant. It learned fast, it learned hard, and it kept you alive.

This post is your reminder that your reactions make sense when you know the story underneath.
You didn’t overthink — you over-survived.
Let’s stop shaming our survival strategies and start honoring them.

You get to heal without apologizing for how you adapted. 👉🏼 And yes, your nervous system deserves a damn award. 🥇

Respond with a ❤️ if you’re done apologizing for how you survived. 🫶🏼Save this for the days you forget how strong you are.✌🏼 Share it if you know someone who needs this reminder. (Sharing is caring)

With care,
Lea
Trauma Educator, Coach, Counsellor
Somatic Energetic Support

03/24/2025

Let’s settle this shall we?

It’s DISSOCIATION.
Not “disassociation.”
Not “disoceanation.”
Not “disco-station” (although that sounds kinda rad).

Dissociation = your brain temporarily checking out to avoid overload. It’s a stress response. A trauma response if you will. If you’re halfway through your coffee and just realized you’ve been staring at the wall for ten minutes? Or when you are driving you end up somewhere other than where you intended to go? When life gets hard, your brain says “I’m out!”

Disassociation = breaking up with something. Like gluten. Or your ex. The “we need to talk” vibe.

One is a coping mechanism. The other is a boundary.
One is psychological. The other is a choice.
Both valid. Just … different.

So next time someone says they’re “disassociating,” just remember:

They’re not ghosting their ex — their nervous system is trying to survive.

📣📣This post is meant for educational and lighthearted purposes only. Dissociation is a complex psychological experience that can show up in many forms, especially in response to trauma. If you’re experiencing dissociation or feel disconnected from yourself or your environment, please reach out to a mental health professional for support. This is not a substitute for therapy or professional diagnosis.

With care,
Lea
Trauma Educator, Coach & Healer

✨ Private Coaching/Healing sessions
🔗 mindyourheartacademy.com | Trauma Education & Recovery
✍️ Best Selling Author | Transforming Pain into Purpose

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