Me Too!

Me Too!

“Me too!” my curly-haired daughter and I yelled in unison while reading the silly cardboard book we picked up at the elementary school book sale. It was too fun not to scream it loudly. Besides, we wanted to make her brother laugh across the hall. It was our nightly...
Color Outside the Lines

Color Outside the Lines

As a psychotherapist, I resuscitate souls. I tear down the layers of self that some well-meaning adult worked so hard to construct: Be quiet. (Use your words. Talk loudly and often.) Color in the lines. (Take a risk. Be yourself.) Don’t cry. (Let it flow. The more...
Learning to Sit

Learning to Sit

I know you know what I mean. You’ve had the experience where you open up some heaviness in your heart. You tell a story – your story – of your humanness. A heartache. A loss. A tragedy. A surreal experience that you’ve endured. And you watch the face contort of the...

Commitment to What?

When it comes to commitment, there are two types: One can commit to the frame. I will not abandon my spouse, my child, my job, etc. until I die. The institution is established and will not falter. I said I would, and I will. Period. End of story.  Or, one can...

Wanna Change?

How do humans change? You gotta want it. At least more of you must want it than doesn’t want it. You gotta be sick and tired of being sick and tired. When at the crossroads of either facing the pain of staying the same or the pain of doing something different, you...