Category: Psychotherapy
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Report from the Mountains
Today dawned chilly and dank. The abundant rains this spring and early summer have created a lush green world, and those luscious greens seem even more robust in today’s saturated air! The Connecticut river marks the divide between the Green Mountains and the Whites. On our western side of the state Lake Champlain demarcates the…
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Erasing the Other While Theorizing Narrative Therapy
It’s been a wet, chilly, boisterous sort of day. The eggplants in the garden, the ones that were wilting in this week’s heat, have returned to their full stature, and the oriental poppies have taken over the front yard. We have been at a Narrative Therapy gathering most of the week. This now yearly event…
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A Dream
The sun is summer high, having drifted almost as far north as it will go, and the day will be hot. The sky is streaked with light clouds, promising increasing humidity. After only a couple of days of dry weather the garden looks thirsty. Perhaps a sign of the times: last night I dreamt I…
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We Are Storytellers
The weather continues wet. Every few days the sun comes out, abet briefly, and we find ourselves momentarily disoriented by the light. The tree frogs have taken refuge in the topmost branches of the maples, and folks have traded in their skies and snowshoes for kayaks as preferred transportation to work or school. Sunday our…
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