To tell you why I, personally, started therapy, I’d have to start with childhood. As a child, like so many,... Read More
Sometimes to move on you have to actually move. Move through space. Move across the earth. Move physically elsewhere. Read More
Fascinating that under a blanket of ice sleep Spring’s new miracles. My father is a gardener, and so I identify with the species that waits until the frost has passed to begin again. Read More