I just got rejected. You know, it doesn’t sting the way it once did. In fact, today I find it more amusing than painful. Younger Timothy would have been devastated - partly because he put himself out there in a way that felt deeply uncomfortable, and partly because he didn’t receive the response he hoped for… the one he felt he deserved. Let me tell you the story. I went to church this weekend - a rare and extraordinary moment given my subpar experience being raised in one. I

Write a new story. One that gives space for the singing of birds the wind through newly naked branches the melodies of chimes. Write it new and give new life to you. Forever.

I just got out of my training group. What’s a training group, you may ask? Well, let me tell you. We’re a group of mid-career psychotherapists in private practice who meet weekly, guided by our skilled group leader, to support one another. Our goal is to deepen our understanding of ourselves and how we show up with others, so we can show up more fully with and for our clients. Today, one of the group members shared that his cat of fifteen years had died. It was a tender momen