In my childhood, our family ate dinner with Chet Huntley and David Brinkley reporting the news. My assigned task was to hurdle the pet gate to turn the living room set to its nuclear noise level before racing back, re-hurdling, and finding my seat at the white Formica table (to eat in silence as we played out a family dysfunction). In later … [Read more...]
Giving Words to Experience and Feelings
When our sons were young, and I was in a poetry group, our leader handed out fliers about a Poetry Therapy Weekend with John Fox. It sounded intriguing, and I decided I’d ask my husband that evening if he'd be okay staying with our sons while I attended the workshop. I knew I’d love to get away to delve into my thoughts and deep writing under the … [Read more...]