April 30, 2023

So, it’s been 7.5 years since I added anything to this section. Much has happened to me physically and internally during this time. I’ve undergone a metamorphosis, concentrating on digging down into every possible avenue in psychotherapy and spiritual pursuits to get to the treasure buried beneath tons of earth – my true soul. I will be healing from a highly traumatic childhood for the rest of my life. I’ve written over 1300 pages in my journal during this time – everything from day to day events to annotated research on many topics related to trauma healing. It will take time to sift through it all. I hope I will generate many posts on this blog from these pages, and maybe some articles or even a book. 

The world and this society has changed radically in the past 7.5 years. I have a lot to talk about and write about. One of the reasons it’s been so long since I last wrote in here is that it took me that long to be confident enough to throw caution to the wind and just write. I’ve got to start somewhere and that is as good a reason as any other. That and trusting in G-d will help me to fulfill my soul’s true purpose in this world. 

About Parallelaphors – 7 Years Later

November 24, 2015

My name is Miriam Levy Gordon. When I started this blog in 2008, I called it Parallelaphors because I tend to think in metaphors, and draw parallels between things that just tend to pop up in my mind. Parallelaphors is a portmanteau of parallels and metaphors.

It’s been quite a while since I updated this page. A lot has happened in the past 7 years and I’m in a completely different frame of mind now than I was when I first started this blog. I’ve gained many new insights, mostly into myself and my life. I am ready to write publicly again, armed with these new insights, with the ultimate goal of sharing my experiences with you, dear reader, in the hope that they will give you insights into your own life challenges.

I know I have no monopoly on suffering, but I’ve suffered and struggled mightily to meet the challenges that have come my way in my 52 years of life. For instance, I found out only 3 years ago, at the age of 49, that I had ADHD (inattentive). It made a great deal of sense in retrospect, which helped me to reframe various past incidents, but had my parents known then what I know now, my life and the life of my family would have been very different.

I sometimes refer to myself as a “cactus flower” because cactus flowers are traditionally “late bloomers.”  The Saguaro cactus flower, shown at the top of this page, doesn’t bloom until the cactus is about 50 years old. So there I am! The cactus flower is a metaphor, or “paralellaphor” for me.

The Saguaro cactus lives approximately 150-200 years, and grows its first arm around 80 years into it’s life. My husband likes to remind me that life isn’t 200 years long – but he doesn’t know that I’m a Saguaro cactus in human form 😉