Remembrance Day Tribute for the Empowered Women who Empower Women 💮

Remembering Our Peacemakers. Silent suffering. Sacred strength. Perma-smiles that hid the pain.

“Empowered women empower women. And broken men with power are the most dangerous — to themselves, to us and to the world.” ~ Dee Anne Berry

This Remembrance Day, I honour not only the soldiers who fought for our freedom — but also the women who carried silent wars within their hearts.

The mothers who raised us while healing their own trauma.

The sisters who chose sobriety over suffering.

The friends who offered peace instead of judgment.

The healers who turned their pain into purpose.

True sobriety is more than refusing a drink—it’s a conscious, daily choosing of self-love.

It’s the quiet commitment to nourish your body with the same intentional purity you would offer a child in their first thousand days—the most vulnerable and formative window of life. It’s the understanding that what you consume—in food, in media, in thought—becomes the very fabric of your being.

This is the essence of the BodhiBerry Peace Tree Method™: treating your own body not as a problem to be punished, but as a sacred ecosystem to be tended. It is how we compost the toxins and traumas of the past, cultivate resilient roots in the present, and finally, truly heal from the ground up.

No booze.

No synthetic meds unless absolutely needed.

No processed foods or “fun foods” on repeat.

Only nourishment that loves you back.

This year, I’ve had fast food just three times — and each time reminded me: even treats have a price.

💮 Empowered women empower women.

Today, we remember those who stood tall in the storm — so the next generation could rise with softer hearts and stronger boundaries.

May we carry their courage, honour their grace and continue their legacy of peace.

🕊️ In Loving Memory of Pauline Elizabeth Berry (1924–2018)

Born in Boston, Massachusetts on June 11, 1924 and a proud World War II Air Force nurse, my Nan — my son Noah’s GG — was the first woman who saw my value when her own son could not.

She loved me when I was lost, anxious and striving — a firstborn parentified perfectionist with CPTSD, CIRS, MCAS, mould illness and more before I had the words for any of it.

She understood silent suffering — and never wanting to be a burden.

Her quiet grace, unconditional love and deep compassion became my blueprint for peace.

GG was:

💌 A nurse during wartime.

🎶 A drummer in her high school band.

🧩 A Sudoku and crossword queen.

📜 A lifelong letter writer — our handwritten love language across decades.

🌿 The Wisdom of the Pause

She was a woman of grace who lived independently until age 93.
She overcame childhood loss, widowhood and illness—
yet she still led with love.

She was my living proof that true healing isn’t found in doing more for others—
it’s found in pausing long enough to finally love yourself.

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A Message for the Medicated & Miserable

If you are suffering with what they call mental illness…
If you are taking medications like my mom did and they never helped—only made her feel worse…

I see you.
And I want you to consider this:

It is often mould illness.
It is sick building syndrome.
This is the root cause.

And we can heal that.
Slowly. Mindfully. Naturally.

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Our bodies whisper before they scream with something life-threatening.

Are you awake?
Are you paying attention to the whispers?

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Because of her, I learned the truth that guides everything I do now:

Peace isn’t in the push — it’s in the pause.

And in that pause, your healing begins.

🕯️ A Message to All Peacemakers

To every woman who’s ever loved a broken man,

to every healer who turned pain into purpose,

to every sober soul learning to love herself again —

this post is for you.

We can only receive love to the extent we give it unconditionally to ourselves.

And when we love ourselves, we stop passing down wars that never belonged to us.

This Remembrance Day, we honour the battlefields abroad and the silent wars waged within.

For those of us who grew up on military bases with compromised immune systems, the fight for health is our inherited legacy.

In my new video,

we visit 10 monuments in Canada’s Capital to pay tribute to the past. Will you be on the Hill today? If not, how will you honour the day? Share in the comments.

Because in midlife, we must now pause and heal—not as a luxury, but as a necessity. Our lives and the quality of them, truly depend on it.

Our bodies remember what our minds try to forget. And our stools keep the receipts.

De-Stress with Dee – on your path to peace in a toxic world.

✨ With love from my heart to yours, go in peace and power, dear stress cleaner ; ) protecting your c-ptsd peace in all ways.
In Loving Kindness from Canada’s Capital

Dee 🌿

Founder, De-Stress with Dee: The BodhiBerry Peace Tree Method™