Shira Aharony - Connecting Threads

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he blog is a long-standing home for my writing across different platforms, and I’m excited to invite you to visit

This is a chance to get a closer look at my approach as a therapist for teens and young adults, and to discover the unique and powerful benefits of creative therapeutic work.
If we haven’t met yet and you’re curious about how I began writing – you’ll find that and more in the post ‘Glad You’re Here!’.
You’re warmly invited to read, share your thoughts (even on older posts – I read everything), and reach out.

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The story of the Yellow Bracelet Project

I really wanted this to be a short story with a simple, happy ending. I promised myself that when it finally came, I would write it all down, from the beginning to that ending I

You have to experience it to understand

There are so many things in life that, no matter how much people tell us about them beforehand, are incredibly hard, if not impossible, to truly understand until we experience them ourselves. Immigration is definitely

Learning to Fly

For five years, I was the mother of just one child, a daughter, until our second child was born. Throughout those five years, everything, everything (everything!) revolved around her, shaped by what we believed she

Embroidering Differently

It took me a long time to understand that embroidery could be whatever I wanted it to be. I do not have to follow patterns or booklets. I do not have to plan, and I

“Thread and Absence”: Visiting Talya Kutz Shamir’s Exhibition

All this high tech, and the world still has no teleportation: some device like a London phone booth that you step into, press a button, and arrive somewhere else in a second. What are we

Things That Come Back Slowly

The doctor who drew the dubious assignment of removing my stitches was not at all pleased with the flip-flops I showed up in yesterday. She is actually a very kind and helpful doctor. There is

Round Four (and that’s it?)

This is my fourth surgery, and I have to take off all my earrings and rings. I wear tiny titanium earrings that I bought in February, when I was in Israel, from a lovely young

Birthday wishes from me to you

Today is my birthday. A birthday that comes after a year in a different, distant country. I narrowed it down, and a year passed; I narrowed it down again, and a decade has already gone

TRY SOMETHING NEW

On the door of the school counselor, there are three words, and they are the heart of the educational approach at this school

On Pain and Aggression

Three months and two days since we landed on the moon. So much has happened since then, so hard to capture in words. Still, I’m starting to try.

The Here of There

I’m still a little afraid to write. I’m afraid to think, afraid to understand what’s happening, even though we’ve been preparing for this move for quite a while, we really haven’t spoken about it much

The wicked sisters of trauma

Guilt and shame are the cruel sisters of trauma; they amplify its weight, deepen despair, and obscure the paths to healing.

It’s okay

It’s okay to feel that everything you thought you knew about things, about life — doesn’t apply right now, or that you don’t have access to any of it. Your connection with yourself will be

When the carriage is a pumpkin

Graduating High School and Stepping into Life. There’s a feeling that a fun celebration is happening, but your daughter feels like she’s not part of it. This drama might seem exaggerated to us, but for

What if…

If I had chosen differently — what would I do? I try to imagine a place where there is no sorrow, a routine so simple, earthly, maybe even monotonous, filled with familiarity and a long-term

Beyond Divisions: Humanity Inside a Mental Health Ward

You woke up this morning, everything was completely normal, you got ready and left the house, and while searching for something in your bag—you tripped badly because of a small uneven floor tile that you

And then came Easy

For 16 years, we raised a difficult and complex dog, and I thought that's just how dogs are—everyone has quirks and complexities, like adopting an orphan from a war-torn region. It always required a lot

On Manifestation and Repair : The Quiet Power of Art Therapy

We all have something to fix—something we put aside or tucked away in a drawer, saying, “It’s probably lost.” Maybe we threw it out, or passed it along with a “travel warning”: This is broken

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