Sometimes we hear someone say something and a lump rises in our throats. Something we’ve suppressed comes up. It just happened last night to me. So if you’re feeling off-track or lost, let’s “just try” together.
The Upside Of Slimy Slugs
Pacing In My Mind with a Bag of Chips
As a psychotherapist, I know the usefulness of anticipating the metaphorical potholes that routinely lay ahead of us. But, my mind just keeps pacing in its cage with a bag of potato chips ~ that is, it did, until wisdom parachuted into my restless head teaching me about what we have in common with the winter's trees...