Category: Psychotherapy
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Words for a Wordless Time
I’ve been left wordless. In spite of that, I’ll try to write something in response to recent events; these events demand words and actions. The weather has turned, and remains, warm and dry. Most of the trees, save the oaks, have lost their leaves. Like last year, here in November there are few signs of…
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In This house Made of Dawn
A rainy morning following a wet night, the moisture most welcome in this dry summer. It rained much of yesterday as well, the soft female rain alternating with a pelting male rain, soaking deep into the thirsty ground. For the first time in a while we donned long sleeve shirts against the damp and chill.…
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Quietly Sacred: Culture, Belonging, and the Longest Day of the Year
It’s Wednesday, and rain has rolled in to greet the morning. The Solstice is passed, although not without acknowledgement. Saturday we were invited to bless and dedicate a new home and farm, and had a truly lovely few hours with the owners. Sunday evening we gathered with friends to mark the turning year, then on…
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Summer Solstice
Here in the Northern Hemisphere we’ve arrived at the summer solstice, the sun having traveled as far north as it will this year. The days are long and warm, and the nights brief; twilight seems to last forever. In the country, fireflies fill the air above the hay fields. It’s a good time to gather…
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