My father and I hurt one another. Deeply. He was an angry disciplinarian. I was a horribly rebellious child. You can imagine the rest. Fortunately, we found mutual forgiveness several decades before he died — for ourselves and for each other. “Doa ess nuscht…
On our walk through our neighborhood today, Ed and I were struck by the brilliance of the blooms all around us. Spring has sprung in Oregon! But the next moment was sobering. What are all…
We’ve all heard the advice: Forget your past hurts and move on with your life. On the surface, it sounds pretty good. But I don’t think it works most of the time. My guest on this week’s podcast is Mary Lou Bonham, a…
This week, I’ve explored the reasons we hide parts of ourselves from others, and the consequences of doing so. One of the most brilliant models for exploring what parts of ourselves we hide from others and from ourselves, is the Johari Window, developed by…
My Sister Mary Lou and I – She’s the Cute Little Curly-Haired Blond I’m pleased to bring you the thinking of Mary Lou Bonham, a psychotherapist who also happens to be my sister. She and…
I’m an innocent child holding my pacifier in one hand. In the other hand, I’m grasping an adult-sized black book — possibly titled “The Art of Hiding Parts of Myself?” ·When I was a child, I hid my deepest shame and fears — mostly…