A Monk’s Anger

Some years ago  I was sitting  amongst a   group of meditators anticipating the arrival of the  Vietnamese Buddhist Monk, Thich Nhat Hanh. For years  I had revered this gentle persistent warrior for peace. We sat trying to be of the moment, following our breath etc. But soon it became apparent that something was delaying

The Beauty of Anger

I recall an evening session in one of  the creative psychotherapy groups I ostensibly lead.   I insert ostensibly because this was one of those nights I was especially grateful to be there. The discussion was in reference to their experiences of rage in their life.  They reflected on how they reacted in the past