Why Therapy Will Make a Mess of Your Life

It’s 6 months after moving into my apartment.  I look around, seeing evidence of a lived in space.  There’s a throw blanket on the chair closest to a window with glass marked by the nose prints of a curious dog.  A small pile of books, a sketchbook, and pens are...

How Beauty Uncovers Your Deepest Truths

Every Monday, I stop by the store on my way to work, taking time to carefully choose the flowers that most call to me.  With senses on high alert, I wonder over the colors, the smells, the contours, and the softness of the petals, quietly observing the many...