All Therapists are the Grinch (or at least, I am)

Christmas Eve is here, and it’s that time of the year that sets off all kinds of contemplation that we are adept at otherwise avoiding. The only difference between the Grinch and I is that I’m living vicariously, while overcome by a wave of emotion that I’ve been hiding from all year.

Holding Our Breath – Why Languishing Isn’t an Option

It isn’t easy for us to process our emotions and also keep going.

When we move towards peeling off the layer of ‘I don’t know’ to take a peek at what’s underneath, we are met with significant resistance. Do we really want to find out how we feel? It is underlined with the fear that: ‘If I pause and actually look at how I’m feeling, I’ll break.’

Embracing the Chrysalis

Picture an idyllic summer afternoon, where you were so sure that you had enough daylight to keep playing until your heart’s content, a cocoon you retreated into deal with reality.

Reintegration from this was a challenge, because at the ripe age of twenty-three, we were expected to pay our dues by emerging from this collective cocoon as butterflies.

What would be next?

Echoes of Worth

All of us believe that we are meant to be extraordinary. That belief drives our choices of the paths we take. Ironically, that belief is what makes us just as ordinary as the next person. What’s beautiful is that even in the face of all that ordinariness, knowing that the odds are stacked against our favour in our quest to be extraordinary, we push ourselves to do more and prove our worth. Isn’t that persistence extraordinary?