By Nathanael Schlecht, LAC There are moments in life when we feel emotions we can’t explain. A sudden tightness in the chest. A drop in the stomach. A hollow emptiness behind the eyes. A sense of being “far away” even though we’re physically present. Or an unexpected wave of sadness, frustration, or disconnection. Most people assume these reactions are psychological. But for many, they are physiological memories —moments when the body remembers what the mind had to forget in

When someone sits across from me for the first time, they usually carry the same quiet belief: “I am broken in a way that can’t be fixed.” That belief didn’t appear overnight. It was built, brick by brick, by voices that once had real power over them: a parent who criticized, a partner who betrayed, a group that demanded absolute loyalty, a system that said “you’ll never be enough unless you perform perfectly.” In my practice I see the same pattern again and again. Those o

Many people who reach out to me carry wounds that don’t have simple names. They were once part of intense spiritual or philosophical communities—sometimes called Luciferian, Left-Hand Path, or esoteric Tantric groups—where promises of enlightenment, power, and transcendence were offered. Instead, what many received was manipulation, sexual exploitation, shattered boundaries, and a deep sense of betrayal when they finally walked away. If you’re reading this and your stomach ju