In this episode, Angela and Toni interview Jan Marquart, LCSW about the therapeutic power of writing. Jan has been a licensed clinical social worker helping teens, families, couples, and individuals for over thirty years. And Jan has written every single day since June of 1972!
Through her daily practise of writing, Jan discovered the healing power of writing. She shares with you her story of overcoming a near-fatal disease, working with the inspirational poet and writer Ellen Bass, and developing online courses to help others overcome their traumatic experiences through the written word.
Jan also speaks about her book Echoes From the Womb, A Book for Daughters. In this book, Jan helps women to work through issues surrounding their mother and, possibly, any left-over resentment and suffering. Wow, this stuff is powerful!
Jan encourages women to honestly confront the emotional stagnancy that may be keeping them from living their fullest, most healthy life!
Please join Angela and Toni in this truly enlightening conversation with Jan Marquart.
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Books mentioned in this episode:
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Write to Heal by Jan Marquart
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Echoes From the Womb, A Book for Daughters by Jan Marquart
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The Mindful Writer, Still the Mind, Free the Pen by Jan Marquart
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Also, you can access Jan’s online writing course by clicking here and you may contact Jan directly at jan_marquart@yahoo.com.
PS: When speaking of Ellen Bass, Angela stated that one of her favorite poems was by Ellen Bass but she didn’t want to fudge it by paraphrasing. So, here it is:
“The Thing Is” by Ellen Bass
to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you’ve held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief,
you think, How can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.
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