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    The Body Keeps the Score: Brain, Mind, and Body in the Healing of Trauma

    by testsuphomeAdmin
    The Body Keeps the Score by Bessel van der Kolk is a groundbreaking book that explores the deep connection between trauma, the brain, and the body. Drawing on years of research and clinical experience, van der Kolk shows how trauma reshapes both mind and body, and offers transformative insights into healing through therapies like mindfulness, yoga, and neurofeedback. A must-read for anyone seeking to understand trauma and its effects, this book is both informative and deeply compassionate.

    You are being pro­vid­ed with a book chap­ter by chap­ter. I will request you to read the book for me after each chap­ter. After read­ing the chap­ter, 1. short­en the chap­ter to no less than 300 words and no more than 400 words. 2. Do not change the name, address, or any impor­tant nouns in the chap­ter. 3. Do not trans­late the orig­i­nal lan­guage. 4. Keep the same style as the orig­i­nal chap­ter, keep it con­sis­tent through­out the chap­ter. Your reply must com­ply with all four require­ments, or it’s invalid.
    I will pro­vide the chap­ter now.

    D
    CHAPTER 15
    LETTING GO OF THE PAST: EMDR
    Was it a vision, or a wak­ing dream?
    Fled is that music;—Do I wake or sleep?
    —John Keats
    avid, a mid­dle-aged con­trac­tor, came to see me because his vio­lent
    rage attacks were mak­ing his home a liv­ing hell. Dur­ing our first
    ses­sion he told me a sto­ry about some­thing that had hap­pened to him the
    sum­mer he was twen­ty-three. He was work­ing as a life­guard, and one
    after­noon a group of kids were rough­hous­ing in the pool and drink­ing beer.
    David told them alco­hol was not allowed. In response the boys attacked
    him, and one of them took out his left eye with a bro­ken beer bot­tle. Thir­ty
    years lat­er he still had night­mares and flash­backs about the stab­bing.
    He was mer­ci­less in his crit­i­cisms of his own teenage son and often
    yelled at him for the slight­est infrac­tion, and he sim­ply could not bring
    him­self to show any affec­tion toward his wife. On some lev­el he felt that
    the trag­ic loss of his eye gave him per­mis­sion to abuse oth­er peo­ple, but he
    also hat­ed the angry, venge­ful per­son he had become. He had noticed that
    his efforts to man­age his rage made him chron­i­cal­ly tense, and he won­dered
    if his fear of los­ing con­trol had made love and friend­ship impos­si­ble.
    Dur­ing his sec­ond vis­it I intro­duced a pro­ce­dure called eye move­ment
    desen­si­ti­za­tion and repro­cess­ing (EMDR). I asked David to go back to the
    details of his assault and bring to mind his images of the attack, the sounds
    he had heard, and the thoughts that had gone through his mind. “Just let
    those moments come back,” I told him.
    I then asked him to fol­low my index fin­ger as I moved it slow­ly back
    and forth about twelve inch­es from his right eye. With­in sec­onds a cas­cade
    of rage and ter­ror came to the sur­face, accom­pa­nied by vivid sen­sa­tions of
    pain, blood run­ning down his cheek, and the real­iza­tion that he couldn’t see.
    As he report­ed these sen­sa­tions, I made an occa­sion­al encour­ag­ing sound
    and kept mov­ing my fin­ger back and forth. Every few min­utes I stopped
    and asked him to take a deep breath. Then I asked him to pay atten­tion to
    what was now on his mind, which was a fight he had had in school. I told
    him to notice that and to stay with that mem­o­ry. Oth­er mem­o­ries emerged,
    seem­ing­ly at ran­dom: look­ing for his assailants every­where, want­i­ng to hurt
    them, get­ting into bar­room brawls. Each time he report­ed a new mem­o­ry or
    sen­sa­tion, I urged him to notice what was com­ing to mind and resumed the
    fin­ger move­ments.
    At the end of that vis­it he looked calmer and vis­i­bly relieved. He told
    me that the mem­o­ry of the stab­bing had lost its intensity—it was now
    some­thing unpleas­ant that had hap­pened a long time ago. “It real­ly sucked,”
    he said thought­ful­ly, “and it kept me off-kil­ter for years, but I’m sur­prised
    what a good life I even­tu­al­ly was able to carve out for myself.”
    Our third ses­sion, the fol­low­ing week, dealt with the after­math of the
    trau­ma: how he had used drugs and alco­hol for years to cope with his rage.
    As we repeat­ed the EMDR sequences, still more mem­o­ries arose. David
    remem­bered talk­ing with a prison guard he knew about hav­ing his
    incar­cer­at­ed assailant killed and then chang­ing his mind. Recall­ing this
    deci­sion was pro­found­ly lib­er­at­ing: He had come to see him­self as a
    mon­ster who was bare­ly in con­trol, but real­iz­ing that he’d turned away from
    revenge put him back in touch with a mind­ful, gen­er­ous side of him­self.
    Next he spon­ta­neous­ly real­ized he was treat­ing his son the way he had
    felt toward his teenaged attack­ers. As our ses­sion end­ed, he asked if I could
    meet with him and his fam­i­ly so he could tell his son what had hap­pened
    and ask for his for­give­ness. At our fifth and final ses­sion he report­ed that he
    was sleep­ing bet­ter and said that for the first time in his life he felt a sense
    of inner peace. A year lat­er he called to report not only that his he and wife
    had grown clos­er and had start­ed to prac­tice yoga togeth­er but also that he
    laughed more and took real plea­sure in his gar­den­ing and wood­work­ing.
    LEARNING ABOUT EMDR
    My expe­ri­ence with David is one of many I have had over the past two
    decades in which EMDR helped to make painful re-cre­ations of the trau­ma
    a thing of the past. My intro­duc­tion to this method came through Mag­gie, a
    spunky young psy­chol­o­gist who ran a halfway house for sex­u­al­ly abused
    girls. Mag­gie got into one con­fronta­tion after anoth­er, clash­ing with near­ly
    everybody—except the thir­teen- and four­teen-year-old girls she cared for.
    She did drugs, had dan­ger­ous and often vio­lent boyfriends, had fre­quent
    alter­ca­tions with her boss­es, and moved from place to place because she
    could not tol­er­ate her room­mates (nor they her). I nev­er under­stood how she
    had mobi­lized enough sta­bil­i­ty and con­cen­tra­tion to earn a PhD in
    psy­chol­o­gy from a rep­utable grad­u­ate school.
    Mag­gie had been referred to a ther­a­py group I was run­ning for women
    with sim­i­lar prob­lems. Dur­ing her sec­ond meet­ing she told us that her father
    had raped her twice, once when she was five years old and once when she
    was sev­en. She was con­vinced it had been her fault. She loved her dad­dy,
    she explained, and she must have been so seduc­tive that he could not
    con­trol him­self. Lis­ten­ing to her I thought, “She might not blame her father,
    but she sure is blam­ing just about every­body else”—including her pre­vi­ous
    ther­a­pists for not help­ing her get bet­ter. Like many trau­ma sur­vivors, she
    told one sto­ry with words and anoth­er in her actions, in which she kept
    replay­ing var­i­ous aspects of her trau­ma.
    Then one day Mag­gie came to the group eager to dis­cuss a remark­able
    expe­ri­ence she’d had the pre­vi­ous week­end at an EMDR train­ing for
    pro­fes­sion­als. At that time I’d heard only that EMDR was a new fad in
    which ther­a­pists wig­gled their fin­gers in front of patients’ eyes. To me and
    my aca­d­e­m­ic col­leagues, it sound­ed like yet anoth­er of the crazes that have
    always plagued psy­chi­a­try, and I was con­vinced that this would turn out to
    be anoth­er of Maggie’s mis­ad­ven­tures.
    Mag­gie told us that dur­ing her EMDR ses­sion she had vivid­ly
    remem­bered her father’s rape when she was seven—remembered it from
    inside her child’s body. She could feel phys­i­cal­ly how small she was; she
    could feel her father’s huge body on top of her and could smell the alco­hol
    on his breath. And yet, she told us, even as she reliv­ed the inci­dent she was
    able to observe it from the point of view of her twen­ty-nine-year-old self.
    She burst into tears: “I was such a lit­tle girl. How could a huge man do this
    to a lit­tle girl?” She cried for a while and then said: “It’s over now. I now
    know what hap­pened. It wasn’t my fault. I was a lit­tle girl and there was
    noth­ing I could do to keep him from molest­ing me.”
    I was astound­ed. I had been look­ing for a long time for a way to help
    peo­ple revis­it their trau­mat­ic past with­out becom­ing retrau­ma­tized. It
    seemed that Mag­gie had had an expe­ri­ence as life­like as a flash­back and yet
    had not been hijacked by it. Could EMDR make it safe for peo­ple to access
    the imprints of trau­ma? Could it then trans­form them into mem­o­ries of
    events that had hap­pened far in the past?
    Mag­gie had a few more EMDR ses­sions and remained in our group
    long enough for us to see how she changed. She was much less angry, but
    she kept that sar­don­ic sense of humor that I enjoyed so much. A few
    months lat­er she got involved with a very dif­fer­ent kind of man than she’d
    ever been attract­ed to before. She left the group, announc­ing that she’d
    resolved her trau­ma, and I decid­ed it was time for me to get trained in
    EMDR.
    EMDR: FIRST EXPOSURES
    Like many sci­en­tif­ic advances, EMDR orig­i­nat­ed with a chance
    obser­va­tion. One day in 1987 psy­chol­o­gist Francine Shapiro was walk­ing
    through a park, pre­oc­cu­pied with some painful mem­o­ries, when she noticed
    that rapid eye move­ments pro­duced a dra­mat­ic relief from her dis­tress. How
    could a major treat­ment modal­i­ty grow from such a brief expe­ri­ence? How
    is it pos­si­ble that such a sim­ple process had not been not­ed before? Ini­tial­ly
    skep­ti­cal about her obser­va­tion she sub­ject­ed her method to years of
    exper­i­men­ta­tion and research, grad­u­al­ly build­ing it into a stan­dard­ized
    pro­ce­dure that could be taught and test­ed in con­trolled studies.1
    I arrived for my first EMDR train­ing in need of some trau­ma
    pro­cess­ing myself. A few weeks ear­li­er the Jesuit priest who was chair of
    my depart­ment at Mass­a­chu­setts Gen­er­al Hos­pi­tal had sud­den­ly shut down
    the Trau­ma Clin­ic, leav­ing us scram­bling for a new site and new funds to
    treat our patients, train our stu­dents, and con­duct our research. At around
    the same time, my friend Frank Put­nam, who was doing the long-term study
    of sex­u­al­ly abused girls that I dis­cussed in chap­ter 10, was fired from the
    Nation­al Insti­tutes of Health and Rick Kluft, the country’s fore­most expert
    on dis­so­ci­a­tion, lost his unit at the Insti­tute of the Penn­syl­va­nia Hos­pi­tal. It
    might have all been a coin­ci­dence, but it felt as if my whole world was
    under attack.
    My dis­tress about the Trau­ma Clin­ic seemed like a good test for my
    EMDR tri­al. While I was fol­low­ing my partner’s fin­gers with my eyes, a
    rapid suc­ces­sion of fuzzy child­hood scenes came to mind: intense fam­i­ly
    din­ner-table con­ver­sa­tions, con­fronta­tions with school­mates dur­ing recess,
    throw­ing peb­bles at a shed win­dow with my old­er brother—all of them the
    sort of vivid, float­ing, “hypnopom­pic” images we expe­ri­ence when we
    slum­ber late on a Sun­day morn­ing, then for­get the moment we ful­ly
    awak­en.
    After about half an hour my fel­low trainee and I revis­it­ed the scene in
    which my boss told me that he was clos­ing my clin­ic. Now I felt resigned:
    “Okay, it hap­pened, and now it’s time to move on.” I nev­er looked back; the
    clin­ic lat­er recon­sti­tut­ed itself and has thrived ever since. Was EMDR the
    sole rea­son I was able to let go of my anger and dis­tress? Of course I’ll
    nev­er know for cer­tain, but my men­tal journey—through unre­lat­ed
    child­hood scenes to putting the episode to rest—was unlike any­thing I had
    expe­ri­enced in talk ther­a­py.
    What hap­pened next, when it was my turn to admin­is­ter EMDR, was
    even more intrigu­ing. We rotat­ed to a dif­fer­ent group, and my new fel­low
    stu­dent, whom I’d nev­er met before, told me he want­ed to address some
    painful child­hood inci­dents involv­ing his father, but he did not want to
    dis­cuss them. I had nev­er worked on anybody’s trau­ma with­out know­ing
    “the sto­ry,” and I was annoyed and flus­tered by his refusal to share any
    details. While I was mov­ing my fin­gers in front of his eyes, he looked
    intense­ly distressed—he began sob­bing, and his breath­ing became rapid and
    shal­low. But each time I asked him the ques­tions that the pro­to­col called
    for, he refused to tell me what came to his mind.
    At the end of our forty-five-minute ses­sion, the first thing my col­league
    said was that he’d found deal­ing with me so unpleas­ant that he would nev­er
    refer a patient to me. Oth­er­wise, he remarked, the EMDR ses­sion had
    resolved the mat­ter of his father’s abuse. While I was skep­ti­cal and
    sus­pect­ed that his rude­ness toward me was a car­ry­over from unre­solved
    feel­ings toward his father, there was no ques­tion that he appeared much
    more relaxed.
    I turned to my EMDR train­er, Ger­ald Puk, and told him how
    flum­moxed I was. This man clear­ly did not like me, and had looked
    pro­found­ly dis­tressed dur­ing the EMDR ses­sion, but now he was telling me
    that his long-stand­ing mis­ery was gone. How could I pos­si­bly know what
    he had or had not resolved if he was unwill­ing to tell me what had hap­pened
    dur­ing the ses­sion?
    Ger­ry smiled and asked if by chance I had become a men­tal health
    pro­fes­sion­al in order to solve some of my own per­son­al issues. I con­firmed
    that most peo­ple who knew me thought that might be the case. Then he
    asked if I found it mean­ing­ful when peo­ple told me their trau­ma sto­ries.
    Again, I had to agree with him. Then he said: “You know, Bessel, maybe
    you need to learn to put your voyeuris­tic ten­den­cies on hold. If it’s
    impor­tant for you to hear trau­ma sto­ries, why don’t you go to a bar, put a
    cou­ple of dol­lars on the table, and say to your neigh­bor, ‘I’ll buy you a
    drink if you tell me your trau­ma sto­ry.’ But you real­ly need to know the
    dif­fer­ence between your desire to hear sto­ries and your patient’s inter­nal
    process of heal­ing.” I took Gerry’s admo­ni­tion to heart and ever since have
    enjoyed repeat­ing it to my stu­dents.
    I left my EMDR train­ing pre­oc­cu­pied with three issues that fas­ci­nate
    me to this day:
    EMDR loosens up some­thing in the mind/brain that gives
    peo­ple rapid access to loose­ly asso­ci­at­ed mem­o­ries and images
    from their past. This seems to help them put the trau­mat­ic
    expe­ri­ence into a larg­er con­text or per­spec­tive.
    Peo­ple may be able to heal from trau­ma with­out talk­ing about it.
    EMDR enables them to observe their expe­ri­ences in a new way,
    with­out ver­bal give-and-take with anoth­er per­son.
    EMDR can help even if the patient and the ther­a­pist do not have
    a trust­ing rela­tion­ship. This was par­tic­u­lar­ly intrigu­ing because
    trau­ma, under­stand­ably, rarely leaves peo­ple with an open,
    trust­ing heart.
    In the years since, I have done EMDR with patients who spoke Swahili,
    Man­darin, and Bre­ton, all lan­guages in which I can say only, “Notice that,”
    the key EMDR instruc­tion. (I always had a trans­la­tor avail­able, but
    pri­mar­i­ly to explain the steps of the process.) Because EMDR doesn’t
    require patients to speak about the intol­er­a­ble or explain to a ther­a­pist why
    they feel so upset, it allows them to stay ful­ly focused on their inter­nal
    expe­ri­ence, with some­times extra­or­di­nary results.
    STUDYING EMDR
    The Trau­ma Clin­ic was saved by a man­ag­er at the Mass­a­chu­setts
    Depart­ment of Men­tal Health who had fol­lowed our work with chil­dren and
    now asked us to take on the task of orga­niz­ing the com­mu­ni­ty trau­ma
    response team for the Boston area. That was enough to cov­er our basic
    oper­a­tions, and the rest was sup­plied by an ener­getic staff who loved what
    we were doing—including the new­ly dis­cov­ered pow­er of EMDR to cure
    some of the patients whom we’d been unable to help before.
    My col­leagues and I began to show one anoth­er video­tapes of our
    EMDR ses­sions with PTSD patients, which enabled us to observe dra­mat­ic
    week-by-week improve­ments. We then start­ed to for­mal­ly mea­sure their
    progress on a stan­dard PTSD rat­ing scale. We also arranged with Eliz­a­beth
    Matthew, a young neu­roimag­ing spe­cial­ist at the New Eng­land Dea­coness
    Hos­pi­tal, to have twelve patients’ brains scanned before and after their
    treat­ment. After only three EMDR ses­sions eight of the twelve had shown a
    sig­nif­i­cant decrease in their PTSD scores. On their scans we could see a
    sharp increase in pre­frontal lobe acti­va­tion after treat­ment, as well as much
    more activ­i­ty in the ante­ri­or cin­gu­late and the basal gan­glia. This shift could
    account for the dif­fer­ence in how they now expe­ri­enced their trau­ma.
    One man report­ed: “I remem­ber it as though it was a real mem­o­ry, but
    it was more dis­tant. Typ­i­cal­ly, I drowned in it, but this time I was float­ing
    on top. I had the feel­ing that I was in con­trol.” A woman told us: “Before, I
    felt each and every step of it. Now it is like a whole, instead of frag­ments,
    so it is more man­age­able.” The trau­ma had lost its imme­di­a­cy and become a
    sto­ry about some­thing that hap­pened a long time ago.
    We sub­se­quent­ly secured fund­ing from the Nation­al Insti­tutes of
    Men­tal Health to com­pare the effects of EMDR with stan­dard dos­es of
    Prozac or a placebo.2 Of our eighty-eight sub­jects thir­ty received EMDR,
    twen­ty-eight Prozac, and the rest the sug­ar pill. As often hap­pens, the
    peo­ple on place­bo did well. After eight weeks their 42 per­cent improve­ment
    was greater than that for many oth­er treat­ments that are pro­mot­ed as
    “evi­dence based.”
    The group on Prozac did slight­ly bet­ter than the place­bo group, but
    bare­ly so. This is typ­i­cal of most stud­ies of drugs for PTSD: Sim­ply
    show­ing up brings about a 30 per­cent to 42 per­cent improve­ment; when
    drugs work, they add an addi­tion­al 5 per­cent to 15 per­cent. How­ev­er, the
    patients on EMDR did sub­stan­tial­ly bet­ter than those on either Prozac or the
    place­bo: After eight EMDR ses­sions one in four were com­plete­ly cured
    (their PTSD scores had dropped to neg­li­gi­ble lev­els), com­pared with one in
    ten of the Prozac group. But the real dif­fer­ence occurred over time: When
    we inter­viewed our sub­jects eight months lat­er, 60 per­cent of those who had
    received EMDR scored as being com­plete­ly cured. As the great psy­chi­a­trist
    Mil­ton Erick­son said, once you kick the log, the riv­er will start flow­ing.
    Once peo­ple start­ed to inte­grate their trau­mat­ic mem­o­ries, they
    spon­ta­neous­ly con­tin­ued to improve. In con­trast, all those who had tak­en
    Prozac relapsed when they went off the drug.
    This study was sig­nif­i­cant because it demon­strat­ed that a focused,
    trau­ma-spe­cif­ic ther­a­py for PTSD like EMDR could be much more
    effec­tive than med­ica­tion. Oth­er stud­ies have con­firmed that if patients take
    Prozac or relat­ed drugs like Celexa, Pax­il, and Zoloft, their PTSD
    symp­toms often improve, but only as long as they keep tak­ing them. This
    makes drug treat­ment much more expen­sive in the long run. (Inter­est­ing­ly,
    despite Prozac’s sta­tus as a major anti­de­pres­sant, in our study EMDR also
    pro­duced a greater reduc­tion in depres­sion scores than tak­ing the
    anti­de­pres­sant.)
    Anoth­er key find­ing of our study: Adults with his­to­ries of child­hood
    trau­ma respond­ed very dif­fer­ent­ly to EMDR from those who were
    trau­ma­tized as adults. At the end of eight weeks, almost half of the adult-
    onset group that received EMDR scored as com­plete­ly cured, while only 9
    per­cent of the child-abuse group showed such pro­nounced improve­ment.
    Eight months lat­er the cure rate was 73 per­cent for the adult-onset group,
    com­pared with 25 per­cent for those with his­to­ries of child abuse. The child-
    abuse group had small but con­sis­tent­ly pos­i­tive respons­es to Prozac.
    These results rein­force the find­ings that I report­ed in chap­ter 9: Chron­ic
    child­hood abuse caus­es very dif­fer­ent men­tal and bio­log­i­cal adap­ta­tions
    than dis­crete trau­mat­ic events in adult­hood. EMDR is a pow­er­ful treat­ment
    for stuck trau­mat­ic mem­o­ries, but it doesn’t nec­es­sar­i­ly resolve the effects
    of the betray­al and aban­don­ment that accom­pa­ny phys­i­cal or sex­u­al abuse
    in child­hood. Eight weeks of ther­a­py of any kind is rarely suf­fi­cient to
    resolve the lega­cy of long-stand­ing trau­ma.
    As of 2014 our EMDR study had the most pos­i­tive out­come of any
    pub­lished study of peo­ple who devel­oped their PTSD in reac­tion to a
    trau­mat­ic event as an adult. But despite these results, and those of dozens of
    oth­er stud­ies, many of my col­leagues con­tin­ue to be skep­ti­cal about EMDR
    —per­haps because it seems too good to be true, too sim­ple to be so
    pow­er­ful. I sure­ly can under­stand that sort of skepticism—EMDR is an
    unusu­al pro­ce­dure. Inter­est­ing­ly, in the first sol­id sci­en­tif­ic study using
    EMDR in com­bat vet­er­ans with PTSD, EMDR was expect­ed to do so
    poor­ly that it was includ­ed as the con­trol con­di­tion for com­par­i­son with
    biofeed­back-assist­ed relax­ation ther­a­py. To the researchers’ sur­prise, twelve
    ses­sions of EMDR turned out to be the more effec­tive treatment.3 EMDR
    has since become one of the treat­ments for PTSD sanc­tioned by the
    Depart­ment of Vet­er­ans Affairs.
    IS EMDR A FORM OF EXPOSURE THERAPY?
    Some psy­chol­o­gists have hypoth­e­sized that EMDR actu­al­ly desen­si­tizes
    peo­ple to the trau­mat­ic mate­r­i­al and thus is relat­ed to expo­sure ther­a­py. A
    more accu­rate descrip­tion would be that it inte­grates the trau­mat­ic mate­r­i­al.
    As our research showed, after EMDR peo­ple thought of the trau­ma as a
    coher­ent event in the past, instead of expe­ri­enc­ing sen­sa­tions and images
    divorced from any con­text.
    Mem­o­ries evolve and change. Imme­di­ate­ly after a mem­o­ry is laid
    down, it under­goes a lengthy process of inte­gra­tion and reinterpretation—a
    process that auto­mat­i­cal­ly hap­pens in the mind/brain with­out any input
    from the con­scious self. When the process is com­plete, the expe­ri­ence is
    inte­grat­ed with oth­er life events and stops hav­ing a life of its own.4 As we
    have seen, in PTSD this process fails and the mem­o­ry remains stuck—
    undi­gest­ed and raw.
    Unfor­tu­nate­ly, few psy­chol­o­gists are taught dur­ing their train­ing how
    the mem­o­ry-pro­cess­ing sys­tem in the brain works. This omis­sion can lead
    to mis­guid­ed approach­es to treat­ment. In con­trast to pho­bias (such as a
    spi­der pho­bia, which is based on a spe­cif­ic irra­tional fear), post­trau­mat­ic
    stress is the result of a fun­da­men­tal reor­ga­ni­za­tion of the cen­tral ner­vous
    sys­tem based on hav­ing expe­ri­enced an actu­al threat of anni­hi­la­tion, (or
    see­ing some­one else being anni­hi­lat­ed), which reor­ga­nizes self expe­ri­ence
    (as help­less) and the inter­pre­ta­tion of real­i­ty (the entire world is a
    dan­ger­ous place).
    Dur­ing expo­sure patients ini­tial­ly become extreme­ly upset. As they
    revis­it the trau­mat­ic expe­ri­ence, they show sharp increas­es in their heart
    rate, blood pres­sure, and stress hor­mones. But if they man­age to stay with
    the treat­ment and keep reliv­ing their trau­ma, they slow­ly become less
    reac­tive and less prone to dis­in­te­grate when they recall the event. As a
    result, they get low­er scores on their PTSD rat­ings. How­ev­er, as far as we
    know, sim­ply expos­ing some­one to the old trau­ma does not inte­grate the
    mem­o­ry into the over­all con­text of their lives, and it rarely restores them to
    the lev­el of joy­ful engage­ment with peo­ple and pur­suits they had pri­or to
    the trau­ma.
    In con­trast, EMDR, as well as the treat­ments dis­cussed in sub­se­quent
    chapters—internal fam­i­ly sys­tems, yoga, neu­ro­feed­back, psy­chomo­tor
    ther­a­py, and theater—focus not only on reg­u­lat­ing the intense mem­o­ries
    acti­vat­ed by trau­ma but also on restor­ing a sense of agency, engage­ment,
    and com­mit­ment through own­er­ship of body and mind.
    PROCESSING TRAUMA WITH EMDR
    Kathy was a twen­ty-one-year-old stu­dent at a local uni­ver­si­ty. When I first
    met her, she looked ter­ri­fied. She had been in psy­chother­a­py for three years
    with a ther­a­pist whom she trust­ed and felt under­stood by but with whom
    she was not mak­ing any progress. After her third sui­cide attempt her
    uni­ver­si­ty health ser­vice referred her to me, hop­ing that the new tech­nique
    I’d told them about could help her.
    Like sev­er­al of my oth­er trau­ma­tized patients, Kathy was able to
    become com­plete­ly absorbed in her stud­ies: When she read a book or wrote
    a research paper, she could block out every­thing else about her life. This
    enabled her to be a com­pe­tent stu­dent, even when she had no idea how to
    estab­lish a lov­ing rela­tion­ship with her­self, let alone with an inti­mate
    part­ner.
    Kathy told me that her father had used her for many years for child
    pros­ti­tu­tion, which would nor­mal­ly have made me think of using EMDR
    only as an adjunc­tive ther­a­py. How­ev­er, she turned out to be an EMDR
    vir­tu­oso and recov­ered com­plete­ly after eight ses­sions, the short­est time
    thus far in my expe­ri­ence for some­one with a his­to­ry of severe child­hood
    abuse. Those ses­sions took place fif­teen years ago, and I recent­ly met with
    her to dis­cuss the pros and cons of her adopt­ing a third child. She was a
    delight: smart, fun­ny, and joy­ful­ly engaged with her fam­i­ly and her work as
    an assis­tant pro­fes­sor of child devel­op­ment.
    I’d like to share my notes on Kathy’s fourth EMDR treat­ment, not only
    to demon­strate what typ­i­cal­ly hap­pens in such a ses­sion but also to reveal
    the human mind in action as it inte­grates a trau­mat­ic expe­ri­ence. No brain
    scan, blood test, or rat­ing scale can mea­sure this, and even a video
    record­ing can con­vey only a shad­ow of how EMDR can unleash the
    imag­i­na­tive pow­ers of the mind.
    Kathy sat with her chair at a forty-five-degree angle to mine, so that we
    were about four feet apart. I asked her to bring a par­tic­u­lar­ly painful
    mem­o­ry to mind and encour­aged her to recall what she had heard, saw,
    thought, and felt in her body as it took place. (My records do not show
    whether she told me what the par­tic­u­lar mem­o­ry was; my guess is prob­a­bly
    not, since I did not write it down.)
    I asked her whether she was now “in the mem­o­ry,” and when she said
    yes, I asked her how real it felt on a scale of one to ten. About a nine, she
    said. Then I asked her to fol­low my mov­ing fin­ger with her eyes. From time
    to time, after com­plet­ing a set of about twen­ty-five eye move­ments, I might
    say: “Take a deep breath,” fol­lowed by: “What do you get now?” or “What
    comes to mind now?” Kathy would then tell me what she was think­ing.
    When­ev­er her tone of voice, facial expres­sion, body move­ments, or
    breath­ing pat­terns indi­cat­ed that this was an emo­tion­al­ly sig­nif­i­cant theme,
    I would say, “Notice that,” and start anoth­er set of eye move­ments, dur­ing
    which she did not speak. Oth­er than utter­ing those few words, I remained
    silent for the next forty-five min­utes.
    Here is the asso­ci­a­tion Kathy report­ed after the first eye-move­ment
    sequence: “I real­ize that I have scars—from when he tied my hands behind
    my back. The oth­er scar is when he marked me to claim me as his, and
    there [she points] are bite marks.” She looked stunned but sur­pris­ing­ly calm
    as she recalled, “I remem­ber being doused in gasoline—he took Polaroid
    pic­tures of me—and then I was sub­merged in water. I was gang raped by
    my father and two of his friends; I was tied to a table; I remem­ber them
    rap­ing me with Bud­weis­er bot­tles.”
    My stom­ach was clench­ing, but I didn’t com­ment beyond ask­ing Kathy
    to keep those mem­o­ries in mind. After about thir­ty more back-and-forth
    move­ments I stopped when I saw that she was smil­ing. When I asked what
    she was think­ing, she said, “I was in a karate class; it was great! I real­ly
    kicked butt! I saw them back­ing off. I yelled, ‘Don’t you see you are
    hurt­ing me? I am not your girl­friend.’” I said, “Stay there,” and began the
    next sequence. When it end­ed, Kathy said: “I have an image of two me’s—
    this smart, pret­ty lit­tle girl … and that lit­tle slut. All these women who
    could not take care of them­selves or me or their men—leaving it up to me
    to ser­vice all these men.” She start­ed to sob dur­ing the next sequence, and
    when we stopped, she said: “I saw how lit­tle I was—the bru­tal­iza­tion of the
    lit­tle girl. It was not my fault.” I nod­ded and said, “That’s right—stay
    there.” The next round end­ed with Kathy report­ing: “I’m pic­tur­ing my life
    now—my big me hold­ing my lit­tle me—saying, ‘You are safe now.’” I
    nod­ded encour­ag­ing­ly and con­tin­ued.
    The images kept com­ing: “I have pic­tures of a bull­doz­er flat­ten­ing the
    house I grew up in. It’s over!” Then Kathy start­ed on a dif­fer­ent track: “I
    am think­ing about how much I like Jef­frey [a boy in one of her class­es].
    Think­ing that he might not want to hang out with me. Think­ing I can’t
    han­dle it. I have nev­er been someone’s girl­friend before and I don’t know
    how.” I asked her what she thought she need­ed to know and began the next
    sequence. “Now, there is a per­son who just wants to be with me—it is too
    sim­ple. I don’t know how to just be myself around men. I am pet­ri­fied.”
    As she tracked my fin­ger, Kathy start­ed to sob. When I stopped, she
    told me: “I had an image of Jef­frey and me sit­ting in the cof­fee­house. My
    father comes in the door. He starts scream­ing at the top of his lungs and he
    is wield­ing an ax; he says, ‘I told you that you belong to me.’ He puts me
    on top of the table—then he rapes me, and then he rapes Jef­frey.” She was
    cry­ing hard now. “How can you be open with some­body when you have
    visions of your dad rap­ing you and then rap­ing us both?” I want­ed to
    com­fort her, but I knew it was more impor­tant to keep her asso­ci­a­tions
    mov­ing. I asked her to focus on what she felt in her body: “I feel it in my
    fore­arms, in my shoul­ders, and my right chest. I just want to be held.” We
    con­tin­ued the EMDR and when we stopped, Kathy looked relaxed. “I heard
    Jef­frey say it’s okay, that he was sent here to take care of me. And that it
    was not any­thing that I did and that he just wants to be with me for my
    sake.” Again I asked what she felt in her body. “I feel real­ly peace­ful. A
    lit­tle bit shaky—like when you’re using new mus­cles. Some relief. Jef­frey
    knows all this already. I feel like I’m alive and that it is all over. But I am
    afraid that my father has anoth­er lit­tle girl, and that makes me very, very
    sad. I want to save her.”
    But as we con­tin­ued the trau­ma returned, togeth­er with oth­er thoughts
    and images: “I need to throw up.… I have intru­sions of lots of smells—bad
    cologne, alco­hol, vom­it.” A few min­utes lat­er Kathy was cry­ing pro­fuse­ly:
    “I real­ly feel my mom here now. It feels like she wants me to for­give her. I
    have the sense that the same thing hap­pened to her—she is apol­o­giz­ing to
    me over and over. She’s telling me that this hap­pened to her—that it was my
    grand­fa­ther. She’s also telling me that my grand­moth­er is real­ly sor­ry for
    not being there to pro­tect me.” I kept ask­ing her to take deep breaths and
    stay with what­ev­er was com­ing up.
    At the end of the next sequence Kathy said: “I feel like it’s over. I felt
    my grand­moth­er hold­ing me at my cur­rent age—telling me that she is so
    sor­ry she mar­ried my grand­fa­ther. That she and my mom are mak­ing sure
    that it stops here.” After one final EMDR sequence Kathy was smil­ing: “I
    have an image of push­ing my father out of the cof­fee­house and Jef­frey
    lock­ing the door behind him. He stands out­side. You can see him through
    the glass—everybody’s mak­ing fun of him.”
    With the help of EMDR Kathy was able to inte­grate the mem­o­ries of
    her trau­ma and call on her imag­i­na­tion to help her lay them to rest, arriv­ing
    at a sense of com­ple­tion and con­trol. She did so with min­i­mal input from
    me and with­out any dis­cus­sion of the par­tic­u­lars of her expe­ri­ences. (I
    nev­er felt a rea­son to ques­tion their accu­ra­cy; her expe­ri­ences were real to
    her, and my job was to help her deal with them in the present.) The process
    freed some­thing in her mind/brain to acti­vate new images, feel­ings, and
    thoughts; it was as if her life force emerged to cre­ate new pos­si­bil­i­ties for
    her future.5
    As we’ve seen, trau­mat­ic mem­o­ries per­sist as split-off, unmod­i­fied
    images, sen­sa­tions, and feel­ings. To my mind the most remark­able fea­ture
    of EMDR is its appar­ent capac­i­ty to acti­vate a series of unsought and
    seem­ing­ly unre­lat­ed sen­sa­tions, emo­tions, images, and thoughts in
    con­junc­tion with the orig­i­nal mem­o­ry. This way of reassem­bling old
    infor­ma­tion into new pack­ages may be just the way we inte­grate ordi­nary,
    non­trau­mat­ic day-to-day expe­ri­ences.
    EXPLORING THE SLEEP CONNECTION
    Short­ly after learn­ing about EMDR I was asked to speak about my work at
    the sleep lab­o­ra­to­ry head­ed by Allan Hob­son at the Mass­a­chu­setts Men­tal
    Health Cen­ter. Hob­son (togeth­er with his teacher, Michel Jouvet)6 was
    famous for dis­cov­er­ing where dreams are gen­er­at­ed in the brain, and one of
    his research assis­tants, Robert Stick­gold, was just then begin­ning to explore
    the func­tion of dreams. I showed the group a video­tape of a patient who had
    suf­fered from severe PTSD for thir­teen years after a ter­ri­ble car acci­dent
    and who, in only two ses­sions of EMDR, had trans­formed from a help­less
    pan­icked vic­tim into a con­fi­dent, assertive woman. Bob was fas­ci­nat­ed.
    A few weeks lat­er a friend of Stickgold’s fam­i­ly became so depressed
    after the death of her cat that she had to be hos­pi­tal­ized. The attend­ing
    psy­chi­a­trist con­clud­ed that the cat’s death had trig­gered unre­solved
    mem­o­ries of the death of the woman’s moth­er when she was twelve, and he
    con­nect­ed her with Roger Solomon, a well-known EMDR train­er, who
    treat­ed her suc­cess­ful­ly. After­ward she called Stick­gold and said, “Bob, you
    have to study this. It’s real­ly strange—it has to do with your brain, not your
    mind.”
    Soon after­ward an arti­cle appeared in the jour­nal Dream­ing sug­gest­ing
    that EMDR was relat­ed to rapid eye move­ment (REM) sleep—the phase of
    sleep in which dream­ing occurs.7 Research had already shown that sleep,
    and dream sleep in par­tic­u­lar, plays a major role in mood reg­u­la­tion. As the
    arti­cle in Dream­ing point­ed out, the eyes move rapid­ly back and forth in
    REM sleep, just as they do in EMDR. Increas­ing our time in REM sleep
    reduces depres­sion, while the less REM sleep we get, the more like­ly we
    are to become depressed.8
    Of course, PTSD is noto­ri­ous­ly asso­ci­at­ed with dis­turbed sleep, and
    self-med­ica­tion with alco­hol or drugs fur­ther dis­rupts REM sleep. Dur­ing
    my time at the VA my col­leagues and I had found that the vet­er­ans with
    PTSD fre­quent­ly woke them­selves up soon after going into REM sleep9—
    prob­a­bly because they had acti­vat­ed a trau­ma frag­ment dur­ing a dream.10
    Oth­er researchers have also noticed this phe­nom­e­non, but thought that it
    was irrel­e­vant to under­stand­ing PTSD.11
    Today we know that both deep sleep and REM sleep play impor­tant
    roles in how mem­o­ries change over time. The sleep­ing brain reshapes
    mem­o­ry by increas­ing the imprint of emo­tion­al­ly rel­e­vant infor­ma­tion
    while help­ing irrel­e­vant mate­r­i­al fade away.12 In a series of ele­gant stud­ies
    Stick­gold and his col­leagues showed that the sleep­ing brain can even make
    sense out of infor­ma­tion whose rel­e­vance is unclear while we are awake
    and inte­grate it into the larg­er mem­o­ry system.13
    Dreams keep replay­ing, recom­bin­ing, and rein­te­grat­ing pieces of old
    mem­o­ries for months and even years.14 They con­stant­ly update the
    sub­ter­ranean real­i­ties that deter­mine what our wak­ing minds pay atten­tion
    to. And per­haps most rel­e­vant to EMDR, in REM sleep we acti­vate more
    dis­tant asso­ci­a­tions than in either non-REM sleep or the nor­mal wak­ing
    state. For exam­ple, when sub­jects are wak­ened from non-REM sleep and
    giv­en a word-asso­ci­a­tion test, they give stan­dard respons­es: hot/cold,
    hard/soft, etc. Wak­ened from REM sleep, they make less con­ven­tion­al
    con­nec­tions, such as thief/wrong.15 They also solve sim­ple ana­grams more
    eas­i­ly after REM sleep. This shift toward acti­va­tion of dis­tant asso­ci­a­tions
    could explain why dreams are so bizarre.16
    Stick­gold, Hob­son, and their col­leagues thus dis­cov­ered that dreams
    help to forge new rela­tion­ships between appar­ent­ly unre­lat­ed memories.17
    See­ing nov­el con­nec­tions is the car­di­nal fea­ture of cre­ativ­i­ty; as we’ve
    seen, it’s also essen­tial to heal­ing. The inabil­i­ty to recom­bine expe­ri­ences is
    also one of the strik­ing fea­tures of PTSD. While Noam in chap­ter 4 could
    imag­ine a tram­po­line to save future vic­tims of ter­ror­ism, trau­ma­tized peo­ple
    are trapped in frozen asso­ci­a­tions: Any­body who wears a tur­ban will try to
    kill me; any man who finds me attrac­tive wants to rape me.
    Final­ly, Stick­gold sug­gests a clear link between EMDR and mem­o­ry
    pro­cess­ing in dreams: “If the bilat­er­al stim­u­la­tion of EMDR can alter brain
    states in a man­ner sim­i­lar to that seen dur­ing REM sleep then there is now
    good evi­dence that EMDR should be able to take advan­tage of sleep-
    depen­dent process­es, which may be blocked or inef­fec­tive in PTSD
    suf­fer­ers, to allow effec­tive mem­o­ry pro­cess­ing and trau­ma resolution.”18
    The basic EMDR instruc­tion, “Hold that image in your mind and just watch
    my fin­gers mov­ing back and forth,” may very well repro­duce what hap­pens
    in the dream­ing brain. As this book is going to press Ruth Lanius and I are
    study­ing how the brain reacts, both while remem­ber­ing a trau­mat­ic event
    and an ordi­nary expe­ri­ence, to sac­cadic eye move­ments as sub­jects lie in an
    fMRI scan­ner. Stay tuned.
    ASSOCIATION AND INTEGRATION
    Unlike con­ven­tion­al expo­sure treat­ment, EMDR spends very lit­tle time
    revis­it­ing the orig­i­nal trau­ma. The trau­ma itself is cer­tain­ly the start­ing
    point, but the focus is on stim­u­lat­ing and open­ing up the asso­cia­tive
    process. As our Prozac/EMDR study showed, drugs can blunt the images
    and sen­sa­tions of ter­ror, but they remain embed­ded in the mind and body. In
    con­trast with the sub­jects who improved on Prozac—whose mem­o­ries were
    mere­ly blunt­ed, not inte­grat­ed as an event that hap­pened in the past, and
    still caused con­sid­er­able anxiety—those who received EMDR no longer
    expe­ri­enced the dis­tinct imprints of the trau­ma: It had become a sto­ry of a
    ter­ri­ble event that had hap­pened a long time ago. As one of my patients
    said, mak­ing a dis­mis­sive hand ges­ture: “It’s over.”
    While we don’t yet know pre­cise­ly how EMDR works, the same is true
    of Prozac. Prozac has an effect on sero­tonin, but whether its lev­els go up or
    down, and in which brain cells, and why that makes peo­ple feel less afraid,

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