Almost 3 decades I have been in this practice of being and ever becoming a psychotherapist. It is still miraculous to me the bravery it takes to be a vulnerable human being. Relationships between people are like dense forests. Or maybe it’s the people themselves who are the forest, trail after trail opening up
Often patients come to me worried about the turmoil of the world. It seems like there is less illusion of security. So how do we find a way to bear that reality and still engage wholeheartedly in life? This is the zillion dollar question. Recently I witnessed the creation of a sand mandala by
depression can lift at the sound of a bird I have not written for months and months. I was waiting for inspiration. But my wait, was much more… a pause between moments. To wait can be hard. But to wait openly, is to allow an open territory to be filled in it’s own time. Listen
I have been leading groups for many years. When the session is over and all the members are gone, I sit in my cozy red chair and feel what is left in the room. In the last few years I have included the use of a group sand tray process. Particularly when the group is
I will tell you something about stories They aren’t just entertainment. Don’t be fooled. They are all we have you see, all we have to fight off illness and death You don’t have anything if you don’t have stories. He rubbed his belly. I keep them here Here, put your