What to Expect
Orientation
I work in a client-centered way: I provide ample space and focus to explore the topics of your choice from week to week and over time. I will focus on synthesizing and clarifying what I hear from you as we move toward a mutual sense of understanding what is happening inside you and in your life context. As we uncover pieces of work to tackle together, I will help you accept your feelings as naturally occurring sensations that offer information about your values, experiences and desires and demonstrate to you multiple directions for growth and change through improved decision making and a stronger sense of self.
As a practitioner, I respect the process of psychotherapy. What comes up, how it comes up and what doesn’t come up are all things I keep in mind and will highlight to you as we work together. I work in a relational way and will encourage you to speak to your feelings about our relationship, what you are wanting and needing and when I misunderstand you. This kind of relational practice can increase your tolerance for more realness and closeness in your relationships.
Greenhouse
by Erin McCarthy
High on a hill I see a glass structure as I approach from below. I am drawn toward it. The sunlight sparkles as it reflects off the sharp edges and wide planes.
I keep climbing. I arrive, sweat beads beginning to form on the side of my brow.
Here, in front of me is a greenhouse.
As I peer inside I see delicate plants -- protected from wind, rain and storm and offered concentrated, filtered light.
Their arms extend and grow toward the source of energy, the sun.
Expert gardeners tend to their bodies, clipping off dead leaves and aerating soil. Outside many other plants gather.
These plants have become hardier.
I think the gardeners bring them in at night -- during the day they can stand to be exposed to the elements.
A truck pulls up. Plants and flowers are carried to the bed of the truck.
These plants are ready to leave the greenhouse.
Their work here is done.
They can be transplanted to a different environment. They have internalized the care of the gardeners
and the energy of the sun.
I see how the plants have healed.
I keep climbing. I arrive, sweat beads beginning to form on the side of my brow.
Here, in front of me is a greenhouse.
As I peer inside I see delicate plants -- protected from wind, rain and storm and offered concentrated, filtered light.
Their arms extend and grow toward the source of energy, the sun.
Expert gardeners tend to their bodies, clipping off dead leaves and aerating soil. Outside many other plants gather.
These plants have become hardier.
I think the gardeners bring them in at night -- during the day they can stand to be exposed to the elements.
A truck pulls up. Plants and flowers are carried to the bed of the truck.
These plants are ready to leave the greenhouse.
Their work here is done.
They can be transplanted to a different environment. They have internalized the care of the gardeners
and the energy of the sun.
I see how the plants have healed.
