I've been having car trouble of late. I have an old Prius and there are issues with the battery. The AAA technicians have been to my home more than once to charge it up. They've given me the following advice: drive the car a lot more. Don't keep it idle. And avoid using the AC and the radio, which can drain the battery. Now you may be wondering why I'm writing about my car. This is a therapy blog, not a Toyota one. The reason is that my car trouble got me thinking: th

Lately, I've been looking at an online forum around therapy. In it, clients ask questions and therapists give advice. Frankly, I have found many of the posts to be troubling and, even more so, the therapists' advice.. Most of the questions are quite benign: someone asking what is CBT, or another inquiring how to find a therapist in a rural setting. But some of the posts are straight out of an X-rated movie, where the client is lusting after therapists who are as old as t

There is a local meditation teacher who has taught a class on joy for decades. I've never taken the class. But the results from the few people I know who took the class don't impress me. Now the people who completed the class were perfectly satisfied with it. I wouldn't say they were exactly joyous. But they seemed to think it was worth their time, although from my vantage point, I have to wonder. My sample is quite small: I only know three people who took the class. Bu

An acquaintance told me a very poignant story. It was about a friend of hers. The friend shared on Facebook that his beloved daughter had just died. She was hiking and fell down a steep ravine in a freak accident. His daughter died immediately. After disclosing this terrible news, he wrote, "Who knew that yesterday would be the last happy day of my life." This statement is so stirring. We all go about our days fulfilling the demands of daily life. We need to get to work