Me, The Saboteur

We all have a story. A place from which we arrived. Within this frame, we can trace and seek understanding as to why our life script has played out the way it has. Yes, somewhere it all makes sense. No one is crazy to themselves. Within our individual context, there...

More Than Speed

I’m sure there is historical documentation as to when efficiency became our societal’s value. More is better. Faster is king. Get more in. On the double. Pronto. Perhaps, it is about money. The more I can produce in a shorter amount of time, the fatter my wallet. Why...

Learning to Feel

When a couple first enters my office, they are usually bleeding badly. Like an emergency room doctor in a life or death situation. I must act fast. I move to triage the pain as to stop them from further hurting the relationship before someone has to call it dead....

Freud: A User-Friendly Version

Many moons ago, I moved to Washington DC to open a practice with a prominent psychiatrist.  I was young, green and a recent graduate from my Master’s program. He believed in me, mentored me and launched me on the professional path that has led to here, this time, this...

Cleaning Closets

I am used to it by now.  Someone calls.  They want an appointment.  We meet.  I hear the tip, the tip of the iceberg, that moment that toppled them into seeking professional help.  I tell them who I am, what I can offer them and how I provide it.  They tell me that...

Reflection: Come Autumn

Come, autumn. Relieve me of the swelter. Awaken my senses to your brilliant offerings. Soothe me with the predictability of the school schedule. Wrap me in bulky sweaters, keeping me warm and safe as if the arms of a timeworn lover. Hide my toes and my fingers in...