It’s raining this morning. There is no need for rain here in Keene, New Hampshire. There is snow here, and there is ice; there is wet stuff on everything. I’m thinking about Australia, and the uncontainable blazes, and the animals, and the people, and I’m so, so sad that I cannot displace today’s rain from … Continue reading Trying to do my part
The holidays are finally over, and I'm so relieved. New Year's Day is consolation after the cacophany of noise that is the holiday season. This New Year's morning is particularly still - there's a considerable blanket of snow outside my New Hampshire living room window, there's some (blessed) sun coming through the trees. The sky … Continue reading Considering Intention on a Quiet Winter Morning
In the therapy world, our ears become attuned to our own distinct language, one that we sometimes forget is our own. We throw around terminology like “transgenerational trauma” and “stress mechanisms” and forget that the rest of the world doesn’t routinely speak that way. We insulate ourselves with these terms, and tend to understand one … Continue reading Three Reasons We Shame One Another, And Why We Should Stop.
In the therapy room recently, a client shared her experience of the loss of a close family member. She reported that her grief, raw and tender, felt especially intense because the relationship had not been optimum when the person had passed. Because of this, she also carries guilt, remorse, and regret, along with the heaviness … Continue reading The Whole Thing Counts (Thoughts on Loss)
Therapists come up with all sorts of terminology to name this and that - we work with the same problems and ideas repeatedly, and need images and language to describe human experience. Sometimes we come up with our own labels and concepts. The Monster-in-a- box is one of mine. The Monster is the thing that … Continue reading Your Very Own Monster-In-A-Box