The past two weeks have been quite busy and I have not had time to post. The next few days seem likely to follow that recent trend so I wanted to write a quick note. We've just returned from the American Society for Group Psychotherapy and Psychodrama Annual Conference. This year the event took place … Continue reading We’re Home!
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 … Continue reading Erasing the Other While Theorizing Narrative Therapy
The dawn revealed a world held in deep fog, the snow cover having melted away in this week's warmth. Bare ground and limbs remain. I've succumbed to the mid-January doldrums, and have taken to sitting before the fire with a good book. Occasionally I journey up to the studio and muck about. I'm not much … Continue reading The Danger of Sport As Metaphor
The past few days have begun calm, only to turn quite windy in the afternoon. By the time we are ready to kayak, usually in the later afternoon or early evening, the wind has come up and the water has turned to choppy to go out. This morning is quiet, the leaves barely moving on … Continue reading Who’s Olympic Stories Do We Hear?
Dreaming the World 