I took this photo of a mural I came across while wandering in the Mission in San Francisco some years ago. It still knocks my socks off. I stood for a long time in front of it. I wanted to light a candle right there in the alley to such a basic hard earned and
Photo of a portion of a sculpture from : The African Art Center in Houston For more information contact : Sulyman Jarra I hesitated to put
This photo is from my illustration from the book I am writing about the mutually derived experiences formed as patients have permitted me to come close to the concealed portions of their unearthed self. Now with almost 3 decades behind me and still with me, I am attempting to delineate the particular components that would
Group Sandplay Process: Saying goodbye is never easy, if it is a real goodbye. Every goodbye echoes former losses. A cherished member of the ongoing adult psychotherapy group was leaving. I cannot share the actual event but I did want to describe the experiential that I created in my attempt to fortify the connections between
The last post I referred to a poem about one of the many night stars being brought down into the depth of the dark to bring just enough light to see in the dark. The wise teller of that story knew that only one star, not more was needed. Relief is necessary and joy is