Category Archives: Writings

I used to dream of supporting myself in private practice. I thought it’d be so cool to make a living at doing what I love. I worked at a casino to pay my bills for years while therapy barely paid for gas. Eventually, I transitioned to a group practice and was able to leave theContinue reading “No Words”

I had a client email me earlier, thanking me for a “kick-ass session.” He’s pleased to be cooking again, working out, and getting his “mind right.” As I reflect on our time together, I have some thoughts on what was helpful. First, I’ll start with what I didn’t do. I didn’t educate him on theContinue reading “Work Harder, Dang-it!”

I used to love writing in my journal. I liked it less when it was new and full of blank pages, and more as it filled up and I could flip to see all my writings. I’d give updates, share challenges, and talk to the unknown. Although it never talked back, the unknown provided space,Continue reading “The Hard Days”

I noticed a profound state of sadness come over me after a post-holiday family get-together. It felt foreboding, like when a gust blows a wind chime in a horror movie, and then the scene cuts to the shadowed backyard. I have a hard time shaking the idea there’s meaning in that feeling. But what? That’sContinue reading “In A Bind”

I’m sitting in the dark with hot tea next to me, and I see several strands of red, green, blue, red, and white lights shining through the window. It’s charming, but after a second to process, I see it was a trick of the eye, a reflection of the Christmas lights from the front ofContinue reading “Just Splendid”

I was hoping this was going to be a light and funny post. But then, existential dread hit. What the actual ef is that about anyway? I’ll tell you. I was playing poker in virtual reality when it glitched. I was able to hear what everyone was saying as they talked about me. It wasContinue reading “Eight Days”

It’s Dave’s second day being a stay-at-home Dad. Those of you who don’t know, Dave is my husband. He’s excellent at anything he puts his mind to, and there’s not a doubt in my mind he’s going to rock it. But this change is a big one, and it’s new and fresh, so I thinkContinue reading “Being Wrong Is Right”

I’m reading the book “Think Again: The Power of Knowing What You Don’t Know,” and so far, it’s great. Last night something the author said stuck with me. My hope is that you’ll be intrigued by how I think-and that the studies, stories, and ideas covered here will lead you to do some rethinking ofContinue reading “The Way I Think”