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Growth during change

About a month ago, I resigned to the fact that I’ll likely be doing online sessions for a while.  I had been going to my office periodically to water my plants.  I love my office and plants do too.  A large sliding glass door lets in a lot of natural light and all the plants that I’ve brought there have thrived. When I went to water I was surprised and excited to see the new growth and them all looking wild and happy.  My office is unlike my house, where I have two children, two dogs, and two cats.  There’s decent light, but nothing like my office.  Bringing plants into my home is like a death sentence – a random succulent or ivy will survive, but that is only because they’re the sturdiest of plants and they are put far from the reaches of children or critters who may hurt them.

Last month I decided to bring these plants home.  I felt like I was sentencing them to death.  So, I found the best places in the house and hoped for the best – but expected the worst.  Surprisingly within a week, two of my plants from my office had grown new leaves.  How could that be possible? How could growth still happen when they’re being chomped by our newest puppy, didn’t have the best light, and just experienced a change in environment?  It was exciting to see and the lesson wasn’t lost on me.

Frequently with clients they come to therapy struggling with something in their life – there can be a lot of pain and suffering. Something doesn’t feel right. Often someone may feel stuck and unable to make the changes they want in their life.  However, I’ve found that even under these circumstances people can move through these difficulties and still grow!! Positive change can still happen even when we have the proverbial puppy chomping on us.  It’s truly incredibly and helps remind me in my own life that when things feel difficult that growth is still possible and will happen – just be patient, be curious and compassionate.

Do you believe people are doing the best they can?

Recently on a podcast, I was listening to Russell Brand interviewing Brené Brown. She brought up the question, “Do you believe people are doing the best they can?” I began to think about that question. I realized emphatically that I believe there was no way in hell people were doing the best they could. Although, I had seen a lot of good in the past 2 months – people checking in on each other, communities coming together to make sure there is enough food, teachers going above and beyond for their students…I have also seen a lot of “bad” – such as too many people fighting and people pulling each other down. However, I realize how this thought brings negativity and judgement. I didn’t feel more connected to other people. I found myself angry and isolated. It felt terrible. What would happen if I truly was able to hold the idea that people are doing the best they can with what they have. Brené Brown shared the statement, “All I know is that my life is better when I assume that people are doing their best. It keeps me out of judgment and lets me focus on what is, and not what should or could be.”

I thought I would try this. Throughout the shelter in place, I have found myself irritable with my kids and with my husband. Whatever they were doing was not enough and I was constantly feeling disappointed. So, I began to remind myself everyone is doing the best they can. I found that it became easier for me to meet the day and my family with kindness and compassion. Granted, I was repeating this many, many times throughout the day. I noticed a softening within myself. If I was able to hold this belief I noticed that I felt better. That I was not feeling as disappointed or as hurt. That not only was I more accepting of others but I was also of myself. It’s such an important reminder for me to hold for myself and also in my work to help remind the people that I work with that they too are doing the best they can with what they have.

Do therapists need therapist?

That’s me sometime in December waiting to see my own therapist.  I find myself ridiculously nervous. I do not want to be there – at all!! It actually begins the week prior, when I was thinking that maybe I don’t need therapy.  I’m a therapist after all and have been doing therapy on and off since I was 22. I decided that I would cancel the appointment but needed to have a “good excuse” and find time to call to cancel.  However, it never happened and I found myself in the waiting room 15 minutes too early.  Just enough time for me to worry about not having something to talk about, wondering her judgement of me, wondering if I was boring her and she dreaded her appointments with me, or wondering if maybe she would think that I’m not good enough to be a therapist myself.

Feeling the urge to quit and cancel an appointment abruptly is surprisingly not a new place for me.  I’ve seen it both in myself and with the people who I see in my own practice.  Often when we want to quit that’s the time when progress is about to be made.  That healing may happen accidently as we begin to give compassion and kindness to ourselves.  It’s not pretty though, and usually for me personally I cry A LOT!! I’ve learned that the tears are usually an indication that something is moving through me, usually something big…and I’m feeling it.  It’s interesting, in my own practice, that people will apologize for crying in session, and I apologize too in my sessions with my own therapist.  But really, crying is good, as uncomfortable as it can be.  When I have a client in session who is crying all I can think is how brave they are and holding them in compassion and kindness.  Somehow in my own work with my therapist, I find it hard to hold myself with the same compassion which I hold my clients.  It really is something that I have to figure out.

As a therapist, being in therapy has been one of the most transformative experiences personally and has a significant impact on my own practice.  Sitting on the couch across from a therapist is terrifying, but also incredibly necessary.  As I constantly remember how scary it really is for someone to really seek treatment and see me, it reminds me of the courage that my clients have each time they come for an appointment.  Whether it’s someone coming in for their first appointment, or someone I’ve been seeing for years returning yet again.  I am inspired by the courage of my own clients, and I decide to stay in the waiting room and flip anxiously through my phone as I anxiously wait another ten minutes for my therapist to call my name.  Eeek!!