It is far too easy to live in isolation. To forget the rest of the world. To forget that we are one person among billions of people. I was reminded of this the other night while watching a program on PBS about nomadic herders living in the high grasslands of Tibet. What captivated my attention was that I found myself identifying with Read more…
You know that feeling of finally getting over something? You finally made it over the mountain of total discomfort and hurt and your emotions are starting to settle in a meadow of fresh air, peace, and contentment. Then one day while walking around as usual you somehow find yourself back on that same mountain top and, oh wait, it is Read more…
Some people picture therapy as largely consisting of talking and then being asked, “How do you feel about that?” Before becoming a therapist, I used to laugh along with those people and think it was a myth. Surely, there was a lot more to therapy. Turns out, I would be asking that question, not just once, but many times. It Read more…
Yesterday the heavens opened and the sky poured. Not all day, but in shifts. Sometimes it rained lightly, a soft pattering against the window; whispering to you that a rainbow would soon grace us as all. Other times, the rain drenched the earth–and if you were sitting on a covered porch like I was, raindrops bounced off the breeze offering Read more…
Last month, my book club read a fantastic book by Jennifer Egan, titled The Keep. In the book, one of the characters describes “the worm” – this all-encompassing paranoia that distorts your perceptions and feelings. Lately, I’ve been thinking about how I experience this worm. While on a long drive home yesterday, I began reflecting on my past week. For the Read more…
