Think Like an Oak Tree
In an attempt to design safer and more resilient structures, architects and engineers are starting to think like a tree.[1] When hurricane Katrina hit New Orleans in 2005, only 4 out of 700 trees...
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Personal Learnings: Looking Back In Order To Move Forward (Part II of II)
“What is essential is invisible to the eye.” ~Fred Rogers In the last blog post, I wrote about the personal side of I’ve learned from the peaks and troughs of 2018. Today, I’d...
The Work Before the Work
How do you prepare yourself to enter into the space of therapy? How do you make room not just for your client, but for you, to facilitate the entrance of emotional safety, the safety...
Blackbox Thinking For Psychotherapists (Part II of II)
“My characterization of a loser is someone who, after making a mistake, doesn’t introspect, doesn’t exploit it, feels embarrassed and defensive rather than enriched with a new piece of information, and tries to explain...
The Future of Our Work Isn’t Robots. It’s Caring Humans.
The future of our work as a caring profession isn’t going to be subjugated or outsourced to artificial intelligence or driverless cars. Instead, our work is going to matter even more in the future...
Our Real Work
What is our real work? It’s easy to think that the role of a psychotherapist is to treat a person or help our clients change. Indeed, that may be the outcome we hope for....
Stop Talking, and Start Performing.
What if one of the ways of transforming our practice in psychotherapy is to stop calling it talk therapy, but to see it as a performance ritual? What if we stop talking, and start...
The Tension of Opposites: Clinical Intuition vs. Clinical Data (Part 2 of 2, The Rate & Predict Exercise)
In the previous post, I advocated the marriage of our clinical intuition and the use of outcome informed data. Do not let me convince you. Let your experience convince. Put it to the test....
Three Types of Knowledge, and Why This Matters in Psychotherapy
Information does not equal to transformation. When I was in secondary school, I had a good friend who seemed to morph every time we return from our month-long school holidays. For the rest of...
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