by Rory Scher, LMFT | Artisan Blog
A couple years ago, I rescued a dog. I knew immediately when I saw her, she was the one I wanted. She was small, adorable, terrified, and precious. Life had already been unkind and unfair to her. I was instantly filled with compassion, because of the cruelty she had...
by Rory Scher, LMFT | Artisan Blog
When you think you are dying you might actually be in the middle of coming back to life. I love fall because it teaches us this. The air turns crisp and the ground gets colorful and crunchy from the fallen leaves and limbs. The flourishing of spring and summer has...
by Dr. Kelly Flanagan | Artisan Blog
My son is waiting by the road for his ride to school. I remember being fourteen and waiting for my ride to school. Sometimes, I would try to walk the balance beam of railroad ties separating our yard from the shoulder of the road. But I bored of that quickly. Then, I...
by Miranda Meadows | Artisan Blog
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...
by Dr. Kelly Flanagan | Artisan Blog
Confession: the first time I went to therapy, I’d been a therapist for more than five years. I asked a friend for a recommendation. He gave me the name of a therapist. I conveniently lost the number. Several weeks later, I asked him for it again, and he gave it to me...
