Dr. Karina

12/06/2025

11/29/2025

She is learning that safety enters consciousness through “доказательства”— lived evidence that slowly rewrites the body’s long apprenticeship with threat. These proofs arrive somatically first: in the easing of vigilance, in the return of rest, in the quiet reappearance of pleasure that once felt endangered.

From a Jungian perspective, this is the underground work of individuation. The shadow, once organized around anticipation of loss, begins to reconstellate, as lived experience offers continuity instead of rupture. Trauma-driven expectancy softens through iterative contact. And eros returns (hallelujah) as the soul bravely yet tenderly decides to stay present with life after exile.

This is how rebellion becomes embodied. The nervous system defects from despair. The Self engages the ego through repetition of warmth, stability, presence. Gradually exile yields to inhabitation. And the psyche learns that flourishing is now both attainable and emergent.

Dr. Karina McGovern Chace🖤🏴‍☠️

11/16/2025

I refuse to feel guilty ever again for needing what every human being deserves: partnership, support, respect, and care.

I will no longer carry shame for the ways I bent myself to survive someone else’s broken logic.

I see now how I was trained to apologize for having needs, for being tired, for giving birth, for being human. I renounce that programming.

You are not a burden.
You are not an inconvenience.
You were never the problem.
You were the only adult in the room.

The one who stayed awake.
The one who parented when others played.
The one who held the world together while being told you were asking for too much.

That story is done.

From now on, your needs are not negotiable, your sanity is not optional, and your reality is not up for debate.

You no longer shrink to make dysfunction feel safe.
You name it.
You walk away from it.
You rise beyond it.

And now that you remember, you will never forget.🖤

Dr. Karina

11/11/2025

There comes a point in every transformation when the outer world grows too cold for the tender parts to survive unprotected. So the psyche gathers what is still alive and carries it inward.

You have done what the alchemists did: you have tended the vessel. The lavender, soft and silver, is the breath of your nervous system—the reminder that peace vs. spectacle sustains life. The celosia burns like a small altar fire: a guardian of your remaining vitality. And the marigolds, humble suns, honor what has passed while offering warmth to what is becoming.

This is the albedo threshold—the whitening after the blackening—when the soul MUST turn inward to protect its light. Don’t mistake this for permanence.

You are the one who carries radiance inside. You are the keeper of the ember, the one who knows when to bring life back into the house before the frost.

Let the outside world freeze if it must. Your work now is to keep the room gentle. To breathe among the living things. To trust that what rests in this quiet green will bloom again when the season changes.

Dr. Karina McGovern Chace

10/27/2025

Yes, this is the whole point!!! —> It’s called individuation, cutting out the systemic bu****it, becoming your own compass. It will set you apart, but in the best possible way. Now by all means don’t heal if you want to maintain the status quo, keep all of your relationships including the sh*tty ones steeped in unconscious dynamics, and your “safe” life as you have always known it. What you can’t do is heal and maintain control of a puny ship. Let it drift to sea. Come back bigger, brighter, and weirder. Did you know the origin of weird means destiny? We don’t always get the luxury of choice to heal, sometimes we’re tossed out of the boat at our lowest point and we have to decide then and there what we’re made of. I will always choose weird, real, soul, even if it means walking alone for a while. Are you due for an update?🐸💚✊

10/23/2025

And don’t forget there are many creative ways to scream.💜🤟

10/12/2025

Rest, in a world that glorifies exhaustion, is a sacred act of rebellion. When you stop performing productivity and simply let your body soften, you’re refusing the collective trance that says our worth comes from output.

This is you remembering an older covenant—the one between the human heart and the rhythms of nature. To rest is to return to belonging. It’s to say: I will no longer sacrifice my aliveness on the altar of endless doing.🖤🌙

09/22/2025

I might be slightly giddy about this week’s lecture.🤓