She’s sitting on the precipice Of everything She never allowed Everything she could still be. Perfectly pulchritudinous In who she already is. She likens staying to being An ascetic And, in her resolve to leave She rolls her reluctant tears into a tissue Folding them away, Filling the cup’s inevitable emptiness. The keeper Of tears.
I can clearly remember her sitting there, perched like a ballerina on the edge of a saffron cushion. So poised, so elegant. Listening with great attention to what the meditation teacher (Rob Nairn) had to say. She was oblivious to me sitting there, tracing her every move and contour. She looked so elegant, exotic even. Perhaps Mauritian? Maybe Spanish? […]
“I think you’re very fluid with your boundaries!” That’s what my last therapist told me, his eyes following mine as I tried to look away, him steadily patting the miniature pinscher on his lap. At first I wanted to take it as a compliment but the emphasis on “very” made me realise that he actually meant “overly”. Boundaries are one of […]
I don’t write because I am good at it. I find writing particularly difficult. I write because it helps me make sense of things and, in that case, I don’t write nearly enough. If there was one thing that is challenging to make sense of in psychotherapy, it is the complexities of intimate relationships. So I am making a commitment […]
Never mind global warming. There is a far more immediate crisis. Bald eagles, striped hyenas, snow geese and the rest of their monogamous counterparts are growing increasingly disillusioned by human attempts at paired breeding. What they don’t realise is that us humans have a tendency to gravely overcomplicate our lives with grand utopian ideals. The very concept of monogamy and […]