Thank you for your Service. “Yoga? First I am a dude, second I am a soldier.” Invited to NYC to talk to 9/11 families and firefighters for PTSD. Dan Nevins is a professional speaker who has been inspiring audiences around the world with his message of perseverance, resiliency and hope for more than a decade. A highly decorated soldier, Dan was severely injured during combat in Iraq in 2004 after an improvised explosive device (IED) detonated beneath his vehicle. He lost both legs below the knee, and lives with a traumatic brain injury (TBI) and the emotional wounds of war. … Continue reading Dan Nevins, Iraq vet, and his message to Veterans about Yoga.
This article was “where it all began”. Not only you can see how trauma transformed their faces, but also, their rite passage from Young men to men; from hell and back. Photographer Lalage Snow, who is currently based in Kabul, Afghanistan, embarked on an 8-month-long project titled We Are The Not Dead featuring portraits of British soldiers before, during, and after their deployment in Afghanistan. Similar to Claire Felicie’s series of monochromatic triptychs, Snow captures the innocent expressions of these men transformed into gaunt, sullen faces in less than a year. The three-panel juxtaposition allows the viewer to observe the physical … Continue reading Portraits of Soldiers Before and After War. We are the not dead.
On 11th November, both French and Brits remember the end of First World War. When I first arrived in Paris, in the end of 2007, I didn’t even imagine that they were celebrating this official date on the European Agenda. Cos in Italy, my home Country, the war ends on 4th of november, but I don’t have any memory of this event’s celebration. Did we win? Yes, after connecting with the Net, I can validate that we won and allied were the US. Most famous camerade Ernest Hemingway did participate to the special event in Northern Italy, and wrote “Fiesta” … Continue reading Poppies for Hope and Peace.
Actually, I am living this situation at work. Yes, I am the weak link. And yes, I was the first and only one to break the silence. So, what? Do you know the story of someone who is sitting on the edge of the river waiting for his dead enemy’s body passing by? Seriously, it took me 1 month and a half to take an appointment with a psychologist after my burn out. Sometimes it’s life or death. *** “ah, post traumatic stress disorders, what a wimp, the weak link and then, you are not promoted anymore, you are not … Continue reading Next Mission: PTSD at home. Veterans breaking the Silence.
Former servicemen and women who are struggling to cope with life outside of the military are being urged to sign up to a Peer Support Service, delivered by veterans’ mental health charity Combat Stress. Led by veterans for veterans, it’s the first UK-wide service of its kind for those with mental health problems. The Peer Support Service, funded by The Royal British Legion, helps those veterans whose mental health has been affected by their time in the Armed Forces, and who are experiencing loneliness and social isolation after leaving the military. For many former servicemen and women, the adjustment to … Continue reading Hey, it’s safe to take off your armor: “Veterans struggling with civilian life are urged to join a new Peer Support Service.”
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“Triton Babies” in the Boston Public Garden Anna Coleman Watts Ladd (1878 – 1939) was an American sculptor in the Boston area who devoted her time throughout World War I to soldiers who were disfigured. Anna Coleman Watts was born in Philadelphia and educated in Europe, where she studied sculpture in Paris and Rome. She moved to Boston in 1905 when she married Dr. Maynard Ladd, and there studied with Bela Pratt for three years at the Boston Museum School. “Triton Babies” (shown here, now a fountain in Boston’s Public Garden) was… Continue reading Anna Coleman Ladd, dignity and face masks.
When I started to look for my purpose, I was recovering from occupational burn out, and PTSD ( except I didn’t understand it ). My doctor played a mentor’s role in the story and he pushed me to my life questioning. Before that, I was completely unaware and in so-called hamster wheel. In february 2016, I lost a camerade, at work, for a stroke, at 7 am. He was, apparently, quarelling with his manager when he fell down on the ground. They brought him to the hospital by a first aid helicopter, but it was too late. A stroke requires fast … Continue reading The Pursuit of Happiness vs Search of Meaning.